Additional Places to Find Me

http://www.facebook.com/ellen.kashk

http://ellenelizabethcernekkashk.blogspot.com

http://ellenelizabeth-capturedmoments.blogspot.com

Roof Deck

http://issuu.com/pigeonbike/docs/pb_and_coffee

I Can’t Think

http://www.aquillrelle.com/maganythinggoes.htm#Topopo

According To

http://www.aquillrelle.com/magpoetrymishmash.htm#p10

 Dead Chicken

http://www.aquillrelle.com/magpoetrymishmash.htm#p10

Beach Reverie

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Aquillrelle anthology100, book one   ©2011

The winners of Aquillrelle’s first Publishing Contest are all included in this book. Oh, the beauty of these non-professional voices limited in their expression by nothing but their personal talent, avidity of word and poetry of heart.

ISBN 978-1-4457-9681-9

 

New Accident

http://poemblog.voxpoetica.com/2011/02/19/new-accident/trackback.aspx

 

Balancing On Line

http://poemblog.voxpoetica.com/2011/04/26/balancing-on-line/trackback.aspx

 

 

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Sinai Traveler

Wisps of desert grass blows

Along the straits of the road

The bald rock mountains

Baked and eroded in a time forgotten

Raises and falls as the traveler

Marvels through the mini-bus window.

A camel sits and chews in the heat of the day

Beside a Bedouin’s campsite.

Multicolored tents are scattered

Around the snippet of greenery,

That the desert allows living.

The road begins to turn and turn

Around the bald mountains

A giant rock shaped like a turtle

Sits among the white sands of a valley

In his thousandth year of silent meditation

Sand blasted mountains, made jagged

With wind, baked by sun, eroded with storm

Lies besides the giant turtle, and the road ahead.

Browns, whites, grays of the Sinai Desert

Are only interrupted by the black tar road, or

The tents of the Bedouin,

Or the rest stop to quench the thirst.

Silently the road travels around,

Upon, or over the mountains,

The traveler can catch a glimpse

Of the circular stone dug-outs

Which stand alone upon the high peaks,

Reminding all who passes below

Of a not so long ago war,

When this desert land was divided.

 

As the traveler cannot imagine,

What was there here to fight for?

It was just a hot desert then,

As the traveler knows it now!

Recent Published Poems

Roof Deck

http://issuu.com/pigeonbike/docs/pb_and_coffee

I Can’t Think

http://www.aquillrelle.com/maganythinggoes.htm#Topopo

According To

http://www.aquillrelle.com/magpoetrymishmash.htm#p10

Dead Chicken

http://www.aquillrelle.com/magpoetrymishmash.htm#p10

Beach Reverie http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.aquillrelle.com%2Fpublishingpictures.htm%2357&h=cae87etQ2wRERVTsg3DGrkRDltw

Aquillrelle anthology100, book one   ©2011

The winners of Aquillrelle’s first Publishing Contest are all included in this book. Oh, the beauty of these non-professional voices limited in their expression by nothing but their personal talent, avidity of word and poetry of heart.
ISBN 978-1-4457-9681-9

New Accident

http://poemblog.voxpoetica.com/2011/02/19/new-accident/trackback.aspx

Balancing On Line

http://poemblog.voxpoetica.com/2011/04/26/balancing-on-line/trackback.aspx

Got Poetry Prompt #8 = Anticipation

Anticipation

Wings fly around a world of make believe

Through green dells, soaring above rust colored mountains

Where dreams manifest to reality, from childhood tales

Of happily ever after which was shoved down your throat

Flying through this world of make believe

The Love Monkey dances in freedom

Within his cage he know as home

Being born of captivity knowing no true jungle

Daily dreams manifesting to your reality

Giving blue and pink iridescent wings upon your shoulders

Flight as they glisten in the dawn of every new day

Anticipating happily ever after would show up today

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