Red Brick Keshner : Writing

Between This Fence and the Horizon

Between This Fence and the Horizon

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner


` Not half as old as he feels, The boy peers into the horizon. The dusk swelters heavy and thick. Twilight embers drizzle: Effervescent bubb..
by their fruit...

by their fruit...

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner


` trees by their yield are known but i --- my sap is sealed my root is dry listening (to death) with stranded attention death t..
Gutted

Gutted

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner


` It's never easy to step out into the sunlight away from the safety of your walls - indoors. Sometimes you forget just how hard it can get, ..
Set This Captive Free

Set This Captive Free

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner


' there need not be iron bars to keep a heart imprisoned there is no white flag of surrender nor o-d, nor cutting would resolve nor does th..
What is 'Forever' to a Heart

What is 'Forever' to a Heart

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner


` It's never easy to step out into the sunlight away from the safety of your walls - indoors. Sometimes you forget just how hard it can get, Un..
Kerry, in memoriam

Kerry, in memoriam

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner


` take him home to Ellerston there to rest, proud heart and soul sultry rhythm, bushland hearth beloved sunburnt country just another day i..
Morbid Toxicity

Morbid Toxicity

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner


` pensive now morbid later striving contrivance reader wary mind uncanny wit and guile blood and bile things in pieces fra..
Musing on Cave Art

Musing on Cave Art

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner


` Striving toward originality results in piece meal offferings - bright but witless understanding? statements pondering universalities feeding..
Photos on Our Wedding Day

Photos on Our Wedding Day

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner


' Sit down with me awhile, my Love Let's leave the world behind; This hour belongs to us alone: Our moment etched in time. Lean upon my sho..
morphed illusions

morphed illusions

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner


` what are we to do about shadows in the mirror? pray tell before they rise - filling-in memories of film noir and poetry dark or broodin..