Soul Fountain

CASSANDRA CURSING - By Ray Gallucci “Burn that horse – It’s full of Greeks! Drag it in? Then kiss your cheeks ‘Au revoir,’ for you’ll be dead.” Poor Cassandra has no “cred.” Non-belief’s her curséd fate. None will heed until ...

The Date There is no souls or solos any mileage from here and the breath of the atmosphere is asinine lost in the blurry of nature like an artistic totem behind pencils. It's just you and me opposite the encirclement ...

I hardly Knew You We remember a lost President, assassinated, promises unfulfilled, who dazzled the nation with youthful vigor almost unAmerican glamour, and many reminisce of what could have been, forgetting the best and brightest sent abroad in the Peace ...

CERTIFIED             WorldNetDailyExclusive -- http://www.wnd.com/2011/04/292717/                     “A Tale of Two Birth Certificates”   That Obama’s birth certificate lists a registrar that appears remarkably like a forger’s signature joke on the word “ukulele” is not the only peculiarity observed in ...

Vanquished by, Melissa R. Mendelson The vulture flew around in circles as its prey awoke to a world slipping apart piece after piece while the bald eagle lay buried in the sand. The vulture swooped by and ripped open an ...

The Domesticated Ducks At the lake house, I’m feeding the white domesticated ducks pieces of Bunny bread. They move along. And like me, sometimes they return as if in a row for a slice or rather a little bit of ...

AZURIST'S INDIGO HAND (By Joseph Cavera) Cracks fault my indigo hand Post “D” I must not land This bastard child, what is it worth? My dark offspring in two past six Is it immoral that a lad give birth? A ...

The Bald Eagle One must have a mind of America To regard the sharp beak and black Eye of the solitary bird of prey; And have listened a long time to Behold the silence of the Liberty Bell, The dusty ...

OF BIBLICAL PROPORTIONS Although there was no Noah Or Gilgamesh around, No blast like Krakatoa To deafen with its sound, The Ocean of the Indies Awakened from its sleep When scarp off Indonesia Collapsed in Sunda Deep. The nine-o quake ...

pull the roof off knock the walls down touch the forest climb those mountains and smell the sea again. watch how life decomposes in death going back to land to reform and be reborn as something and someone else. there's ...