Beauty of Ghosts
“My father will always be a touchstone ghost. He comes around often, especially late at night when I’m singing…” – Raymond King Shurtz
Read MoreAuthor: Holly Troy
Holly hails from an illustrious lineage of fortune tellers, yogis, folk healers, troubadours and poets of the fine and mystical arts. Shape-shifting Tantric Siren of the Lunar Mysteries, she surfs the ebbs and flows of the multiverse on the Pure Sound of Creation. Her alchemy is Sacred Folly — revolutionary transformation through Love, deep play, Beauty, and music.
Dream Squeeze through the Heartbreak
Winter’s Whispers
Read MoreWriting Prompt 198 – everyday ghosts
it’s night time again
Read Morelittle choice(s) from which to spread my wings
concrete buddha
Read MoreWriting Prompt 197 – is it True?
what if it’s True?
Read MorePassing glance in the Rearview Mirror
I tried to share the sounds, the smells, the views with my friends back home. I felt excited. I felt silly. I felt vulnerable. I don’t know why this makes me feel so sad.
Read MoreDusting yourself off after “collapsing in the Face of Reality”
“The process and the result are very close to each other. A poem can lift me for a day, sometimes two, three if I think its good. It’s often a very personal experience, because generally, there is no one to tell. Hopefully, the reader experiences an atom of what I am experiencing.” – Raymond King Shurtz
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