News Flash

NEWS FLASH

A bitter taste
This current brew
Beneath which brews
Something quite other
Resembling a rumble
Of thunder in the distance
Borne on winds heading our way

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feelings.

Posted on February 3, 2019, in Poetry and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 10 Comments.

  1. Much storm on the horizon I think

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  2. I’m taking the edge off of this thought by listening to Miles Davis – Bitches Brew. Power of suggestion?

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  3. a prophecy like the one in The Second Coming by Yeats?

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  4. Well expressed alert, Ben. I’ve been feeling this danger too….makes it hard to write anything.

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