Deep Dream Diving

  The contributors at ReadThisPlease.com are thrilled when friends and readers share their own creativity with us. Lisa Long Braids, poet, invites us along with her composition, Deep Dream Diving.   Deep Dream Diving by Lisa Long Braids   Just the wind playing games With my mind Taking me deep dream diving Consumed with my … Read more

Blue Light Lonely

  blue light lonely come to me dressed for deep cool in a sour rain before night on his shoulder leans to snuff the incandescent candle wick and dark sinks you away     Two creative types from the ReadThisPlease Cafe team up for an impromptu vignette. image: Blue Light © 2011 M Dawn Thacker … Read more

What To Do With Bad Thoughts – Poet’s Perspective

Gathering to tell stories. Everybody gets bad thoughts. Sometimes they come in flashbacks and sometimes they creep in. They are dark thoughts, and they amaze ourselves. They scare us. They fascinate us. They are gulleys and pitfalls as we look for light. There is nothing wrong with having bad thoughts. There is nothing you can … Read more

Spontaneous Combustion

I’ve been thinking about chemical reactions these days. Wikipedia says: A chemical reaction is a process that leads to to the transformation of one set of chemical substances to another. Chemical reactions can be either spontaneous, requiring no input of energy, or non-spontaneous, typical following the input of some type of energy, viz heat, light … Read more

Early Morning Financial

At the peace of mind branch in a park bench line a gull tells a couple withdraw two whims I deposit a fountain penny skip when motorcycles attempt attention robbery then thwarted by a dream of freedom and the open road in the early morning financial district   Early Morning Financial © 2011 Gaboo. Read … Read more

Monday Feature Blah

blah   gaboo Blah soothes the racket. Shell shock trod anti-climax regroup in contemplative mindless soup wander. A wall splat in rethink, the coma dosed hanger maintenance review. Forward self induced steps in muddled puddle jumping, frumped in slow incline. Reclined in mind time. Extra bowlful in cerebral demise. Ten thousand feet when clouds spoon, … Read more

Sturm und Drang

Literally, storm and stress, Sturm und Drang was a literary viewpoint, a brief, creative movement. The vitality, a flower thrust center point, then lashed to a backdrop of ominous foreboding—extremes, melodramatic, powerful in contrast. There’s beauty in forces greater than ourselves, and amplify the effect with an innocent, frail subject. This, I contend, is a … Read more

Strangling Words

I slept the morn in civil court watching preds and perps retort Then summoned lo, before the bench comes the poet, no defense His crime’s a rhymer posted bare for the critics’ somber glare He scoffs at grammar, twists his verse runs his clauses in reverse “Throw the book” the mob doth blare whilst jurors … Read more

Why does the world spin?

Oh, why does the world spin? Seems the show is all over when we just stumble in. While the moon hangs forever, we only begin. Oh, why does the world spin? You know why the world spins? The ancients have known since forever and then the game plan got lost as the sand trickled in. … Read more