
Poetry
Churning Black Matter
The Черный churning black master Awakens as he guides Arjuna around The Christ Krishna Master awakens within And Arjuna as responsible for the directions To go the journey of churning darkness
Poetry
Yellow, a colour not to be messed with, Begins somewhere over there, Past the water and beyond the breeze
Publication
OgFOMK ArTS 'Zine Issue 10 (We Think) 2017. Featuring artwork, writing, photography, poetry and journals by A.B. Nuttall, William Hawkes, Mykel Board, Gertrude Jewel, Lon Bennett, Cristy Johnson Bowen, Tom Deans and Verna Peddi.
Poetry
I have always thought, "Everything is here." From the moment of my birth To this afternoons rain
The Черный churning black master Awakens as he guides Arjuna around The Christ Krishna Master awakens within And Arjuna as responsible for the directions To go the journey of churning darkness
Apriori Flower is the dialogue of the mind where the mind is learning to be the master. There are two flowers and these flowers discuss observing. The big flower is King Flower. The small flower is Apriori. King Flower is the master and Apriori is learning to be the master.
At the beach In the sand On the water By the boat Near the river To the sea We floated our souls
When Bill, The Bastard, ate bread The rocky shore became A brick thrown from the sea
I wanted to write poems today, It's so selfish, I know...
There are times when a young man or an old man are accused of not being a man. Fulfilling the prophetic relationship deemed appropriate for the gender roles of life. Accepting that one has deprecated into acceptance it’s easy to move on.
Interesting at first when seeing Behold Buddha Buds being, Knock all miracle stories away All savor thoughts are hearsay;
The fly landing on my hand After jovial excrement dancing Doesn't know the difference Between me and shit;
Holding your hand You are shaking and I am afraid That this will be your last day As I know you
All Romes are fantastic cities that eventually become bypasses.
There is heat in the fireplace and there is fire Under the hood of the very fast automobile, Incendiary fires that propel the just, the godless And the awaiting into fecal or fecund horizons
Dimka is a wonderful cat. She visited the authors house about a year ago. She's a beautiful Russian Blue cat. She was homeless. The author made a little house in front of his house to keep her out of the rain, comfortable and fed. She was begging to come inside.
Going somewhere is human Even if you are going nowhere Going somewhere is human, Even if the scope of the Universe Is going nowhere in particular Going somewhere is human;
Ape gone shat mad reals Into the dream and there are a Thousand ways to print the picture for The post card
Before I was a worried, Oooo Oooo Oooo; Now I'm not a worried, Hooo Hooo Hooo;
Apriori Flower is the dialogue of the mind where the mind is learning to be the master. There are two flowers and these flowers discuss observing. The big flower is King Flower. The small flower is Apriori. King Flower is the master and Apriori is learning to be the master.
So I watched The happy people From The standing position near my Rented window, I loved Them.
Just im a gine the sun Foll ow ing the ri ver It sens es the life Co ming out of the u ni verse.