G. Blake Harrison-LaneCryingCrying is good for the eyes and the soul. Listening to that buried child that needs today. Fighting to understand from where the new spring…Aug 28, 2021Aug 28, 2021
G. Blake Harrison-LaneThe pain beyond painThe fear beyond pain is a waste of life of anger, of reaching out inside in shame, of searing brands of righteousness. The hand beyond pain…Jul 19, 2021Jul 19, 2021
G. Blake Harrison-LaneinPoetry Under CoverIf I could hold the heatIf I could hold the heat I feel for you in my hands it would leave me a cinder.Jun 26, 2017Jun 26, 2017
G. Blake Harrison-LaneinPoetry Under CoverWe may sit againWe may sit again at a bar one day. Drinking lager, missing dinner, only finding one another.May 8, 2017May 8, 2017
G. Blake Harrison-LaneinPoetry Under CoverThat Knowing StareYour eyes contain that stare of knowing. A reference to a previous conversation where we said important things I’m not supposed to say out…May 1, 20171May 1, 20171
G. Blake Harrison-LaneAnd WaitTake a moment at the next peak to survey the trail that led you there. Let your eyes fall on the foot-beaten dirt that carried your legs…Apr 28, 2017Apr 28, 2017
G. Blake Harrison-LaneHe let goHe let go. Driving down the highway listening to the story of a man who found his daughter, the daughter of the man he killed. She cried…Apr 20, 2017Apr 20, 2017
G. Blake Harrison-LaneHaiku #37Clouds clear from the eye Face raised with a silver grin The moon smiles backApr 8, 2017Apr 8, 2017
G. Blake Harrison-LaneLove may grow like a houseplantLove may grow like a houseplant on the windowsill, Only receiving care when our memory is kind. Love may flow like hot tea, oolong or…Mar 24, 2017Mar 24, 2017
