whispers surf on the wind
seeking the minds of men
where to conquer next, little dogs?
A world we have lived in
but never have seen
Category: Photos
A Man’s World
Sons and daughters follow close
in footsteps stained with tragedy
I make dull your brilliant shades
of joy and wondrous honesty
You’ll see me soon
a cool disgrace
naked in the blaze of day
my cowardice
my slow deceit
upon your limbs like brown decay
but on this morn
I’m strong and bold
a hero in your books and hymns
a face of calm
that won’t betray
my dears,
remember me this way
“The Father” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork by Sammy Slabbinck
The King’s Dinner
That foolish heart
that quakes and quivers
fears and fancies
futilely
for fate affirms
that it must fall
to fix
a feast
of florid fare
–Angie
Artwork by Kris Tate:
Naked
My goodness relents
to bath in muddy waters.
for a moment
unwatched
I break
embracing my own corruption
There is no forgiveness
only the bliss
of truth
“Self” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork by Sarah Cruce
The Pack
I doze in the grove with the sun on my nose
where gentle wolves laze
on orange afternoons
together
we breathe in
a cloud of pollen and salty sky
tangled up in the bloom of may
dirt on my face
on my back
in my hair
a beast in the wild
where I belong
“The Pack” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork: “Adahy” by Chris Tate:
Look Back in Anger
my form and what it contains
for once
one in the same
they say you see red
but all
i ever see
is
you
“Look Back in Anger” by Meaghan Merrifield
Artwork by Francis Bacon
Daughter of Neptune
There is an icy ocean that stirs in my fingers and toes
a vivid body of aquamarine,
deep and whole
that moves me into lush gardens
and sparkling kingdoms
where new life flows
from the stars in my eyes
“The Source” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork by Sarah Cruce
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Flame
From Fiery Lakes
Her lust
ignites
the humid air
-Angie
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