Wildheart - by Mandy Davis

 

2011 and 2010 Columns

 

 

February, 2011         Limp-Id Pools of Blue    

 

the mouth forms a querulous O

the eyes swim in an all but void world

having forgotten psychotic strains

of innocence pandered

and dashed dreams

of a life lost

 

January, 2011           Gatekeeper    

 

Look behind

the path littered

skeletons of perceptions

 

December, 2010       Loss of Identity (TSA)     

 

In out round the corner

up to the next then back around

dull faces accepting the inevitable

loss of freedom

loss of identity

 

July, 2010                Al Azar (Random)    

 

Orange on the horizon

rising red… que suave!

the howlers call

skin prickles in recognition

the wildness is here

In random, pure actions

 

June, 2010               Leviathan    

 

Up from the deep

massive, sleek

moving in undulating patterns

bespeaking eons

of evolution to perfection

for fluid sinuous

Being

in a world vast and echoing

 

May, 2010                 Cold Ceyan    

 

Past the howling

rage filled winds of the 40’s

the hulking black ship

slides and maneuvers

into frigid

and pristine southern water

 

April, 2010                Footprints     

 

Imbedded in the soft template

reaching to the horizon

indentations fill in

with oceanic plasma

through infinitesimal cracks

between crystalline structures

worn by time

and relentless elements

 

March, 2010            Camo-flaws    

 

Camo-flaws

 

Ankle deep in fragile ecosystems

crushed beneath ignorant boot-heels

arrogance oozes from a sorely disguised

hulk of humanity

dressed in ridiculous, blotchy

synthetic, imitations of nature

 

February, 2010        The Sisters   

 

Perched atop the windy eyrie

wind swirling

rain pelting intermittently

the sighing rosemary

and sisters of the earth

grateful for the respite