"Are these really blackberries?"
"Ones covering the ground...

Sir Executive charges the counter,
standard-bearing power-card pinned between...

Michelangelo looked at a stone,
saw vibrant warrior concealed...

Guards
crossing...

Rev Harold Camping's
failed rapture should feature on...

Brooding, ego blistered
hardly glancing, storming by...

I would walk the forum of Rome
see the space where justice...

Ire
rising...

Our mom cleaned the daily grime,
sang us sleep with nurs'ry rhyme...

I hold her close
as the retching renews...

I sway in gentle hammock rhythms
. [caged without key...

This life is my river
downstream are family and friends...