annarky's blog.

Heaven. The heaven I seek holds no guarded gate nor boasts no throne on high has no host on bended knee no king to call us ni...

As life glides on, what do we really value? Buried Treasure. Rich,     man I'm rich. this life, this treasure chest of mine,...

       A poem can come from a thought, a word, something you saw, an inner feeling, a desire deep inside. This poem came from a deep sa...

      Sitting sipping coffee in a café I came across the paper "The Glad Rag" . It was an interesting read, I like poetry, an...

What more can I say----- BELONGING. A gentle kiss that bears a promise confirmed in that philtrf smile, soft fingers like a br...

I’M PROUD. I’m proud of my people, proud to be one of them, that great mass on society’s bottom rung. Those who, with coal-...

            There is so much going on in this world of corporate fascism, the struggle seems endless. As always, anarchists are at...

                 As the new year gets up and running and all the talk is of struggle and fighting, we should never forget why we are fi...