O. Feelya : Writing

Fathoms

Fathoms

A Poem by O. Feelya


Depthcharges,chases, marches,and wandersThrough fathoms..
Dish...Spoon

Dish...Spoon

A Poem by O. Feelya


I'd rather spoon than dish.
Blue!

Blue!

A Poem by O. Feelya


Great blue heron landsNot twenty feet from my eyesI am paralyzed
Life

Life

A Poem by O. Feelya


Found in forestsold rocksand tiny creaturesFound in mysteriousold storiesin lore and versesFound in the shadeand hotsunall weatherFound in my lovemy t..
Done

Done

A Poem by O. Feelya


If should youfind meSpiraling in thethermalsDrooling on my pillowNot knowing who you are...Call my friend Eddie.
Willing

Willing

A Poem by O. Feelya


I must thrustmy heelsin hot sandLay of the landBefore I speak,or tread untoured groundI must seize the soundof voiceless notionsseamlessly reach my re..
Overcast

Overcast

A Poem by O. Feelya


No Art No Dream No Wine For some time... Now you Set loose flakes