Blood On The Rise by Bruce Michael Foley

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BLOOD ON THE RISE

for Jim Morrison, Poet & Mystic Shaman

I tripped into the late show
sliding up close to the lizard king, laid out

on the worlds stage, he was
tired of acting, acting

too real, he was too fucking

real, I said

too much of a true poet to
join all others

in safe play, in the unending act
of pretending

he lay there, poor fetal creature
from out of the cracked shell bleeding,

born too soon,

strangled by the bloody cord
and drowning,

drowning in

the silent waters of, a dying mothers
womb.

cape-south-2-001Bruce Michael Foley about Bruce Michael Foley. I was born across the bridge from Boston, Massachusetts, in Cambridge, as July 4th fireworks exploded over the Charles River, just a stone’s throw from Harvard University. At age two, my family moved to Somerville, Ma.,where I was raised in a rough blue-collar environment, playing many sports. In 1998 I relocated to Las Vegas, Nevada. Here, I work among special needs children and teach martial arts. Poetry began in high school, but took off in a more dedicated way in later years, along with resuming music studies, guitar. My poems are published in various anthologies; including Impressions, Prism, and the Mighty Voices Of Thunder Series, sponsored by the international poetry website, “Allpoetry.” I was a featured poet in Lyrical Somerville February 2015, a Boston based publication, as well as being an “Editor’s Front Page Pick,” for the month of March 2016 on Allpoetry. A defining moment that contributed significantly to further interest in writing was a First Place Award from the International Poetry Fellowship, for my poem, “Among Fields of Cotton.” Presently, I am happy to have the opportunity to explore various forms of poetry with Mr. Bruce Isaacson, Poet Laureate of Clark County Nevada.

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