Blog Detail

Your Predator

http://yourpredator.com/

Words have the power to shape and build worlds, slay kings and gods, and bring things into nature that science cannot comprehend.

• Added on: Aug 17th, 2009
• Country: United States
• Language: English

• Author: Hunter C. Coch
• Listed in: Poetry Fiction
• Tags: art poetry fiction literature writing slipstream

Recent Posts

• Tanka: Quest #1

  Posted on Wednesday December 9th, 2009 at 22:48 in creative endeavors

  Time brings longing and distress for the missing, gone into the wild. To the seeker comes treasure and the quest brings fulfillment. Posted in Creative Endeavors ...

• Two Tankas of dust

  Posted on Thursday November 26th, 2009 at 01:03 in creative endeavors

  Time lost to the sun, the world seems warprd by ancent glass and small quivers. Memories rush to fill life’s desertion to the sand. Life in the dark shines, but a life in hot light thirsts, Longing under heat, and visions of moist vistas, turne...

• Story: The Song of Ximena Aljibe Part #2 . . . #WesternWednesday

  Posted on Thursday November 12th, 2009 at 00:32 in fiction, stories, story, western, serials, creative endeavors

  The Song of Ximena Aljibe Part #1 can be found here. What does your soul sing when the sparrows fly west? What hope does the desert eagle bring? What sleeps in the nest? What songs do the coyote sing? A dread mist fills the streets and alleys. A fog...

• Tanka: Tankas of Discord (or Birth of a Muse)

  Posted on Monday November 9th, 2009 at 15:16 in poetry, tanka, slipstream, creative endeavors

  Light from the fire of the golden apple seed planted in ripe fields on the flood plains fertilized and fed from the river Styx. Dancing with delirium, Elysian fields soured, Dreams of vile filth, Deconstructions waking eye, Sophia held by thick chain...

• Tankas: Three Tankas of a Deserts Rage . . . #WesternWednesday

  Posted on Thursday November 5th, 2009 at 01:25 in poetry, tanka, western, creative endeavors

  Rage filled pale gray eyes and his hate brought destruction, To the desert towns, Each step on the trail grows sage, ’till the sun sets and life starts. But in the empty waists and nightmare visages of the deep visions lost in the stars of hea...

• Tanka: Gray Eyes

  Posted on Tuesday November 3rd, 2009 at 00:52 in poetry, tanka, creative endeavors

  Before pale gray eyes, Stands the heart of the desert, dust blown and barren, but holding the hidden life, in the shade of a small stone. Posted in Creative Endeavors, Poetry, Tanka ...

Comments & Reviews

This blog is currently rated a 5.00 out of a possible 5 based on 1 comment.

Tauna Scroggins

Excellent, I especially loved the poetry.

Posted: August 22nd, 2009 | More Reviews From TaunaLen | Report This Comment

Post A Comment/Review

* Your IP is being logged.
* Your e-mail address is used only for verification purposes only and will not be sold, or shown publicly.
* No HTML tags allowed
* DO NOT use the Comments/Reviews to promote your own site.