I never dreamed of being a traveler. For many years, for most of my life, the idea of journeying far beyond my comfortable plot of North Georgia land stirred little interest in my heart. Truly, I’d have rather sat on my porch and sipped scotch beneath the evening clouds. I’d… Continue reading
Wind, water, music, Edgar Allan Poe, Sylvia Plath… J Edward Neill and H.R. Reiter choose a wide variety of themes, styles, and famous poets, and splash several poems in each theme throughout this elegant poetry book. Reflections – Poetry in Themes Now available. Continue reading
Love Sorrow Hope Yearning In their first published poetry book, J Edward Neill and H.R. Reiter touch on these subjects and more. Poetry of the Night is full of powerful, expressive poems, written in free verse, meaning no attachment to form, structure, or rhyme. Get it now…right here. * Continue reading
I wait in chains for the dawn, for the almighty clock to tick. Dangling for the universe to see, whole lifetimes swim beneath me. My eyes consume all things in absentia. Like parchment, my skin, inked with small stories, unread. If they came to cut me down, I would deny… Continue reading
She lives in the wind or so the riot tells me. A golden flame, a pale rapture, an elemental catastrophe, all of this, and more, the riot will say. An invisible trail, she leaves, on the streets we have walked, in our rumbled bed. But she is never lesser. Her… Continue reading
Am I dead, I asked her? In a box, I did molder, rotting, shapeless, my nightly sleep. Dead, but dreaming, of what waited beyond my comfortable dirt, beyond my opulent world of worms and disquiet. But when they asked, wake me none I said until the day my box is… Continue reading
