Category: Holly Duval Cornell’s Poems & Prose

Poems a different way to communicate to the world. The place of “Who fucking cares” to “Hey I hear what you are saying!”
“…to set forth or offer for attention or consideration…let me pose a question…” /Pen name often used instead Hudley Flipside

wild burning hills

The Woolsey Fire was a wildfire that burned in Los Angeles and Ventura Counties of the U.S. state of California. The fire ignited on November 8, 2018. Praying Mantis Kachina ~ Praying and dancing for fog and sprinkles of rain to cool the earth !! I write when I am confronted with change, stress, and … Continue reading wild burning hills

Who’s Soul did Frankenstein’s monster have?

“‘…from that moment [he] declared everlasting war against the species, and more than all, against [Frankenstein] who had formed [him] and sent [him] forth to this insupportable misery.'”     Shelley, Frankenstein, Chapter 16, p. 12 Once upon a time I found the novel by Mary Shelley, Frankenstein, the new Prometheus. I became friends with Frankenstein's … Continue reading Who’s Soul did Frankenstein’s monster have?

My story of a woman raped.

The author reflects deeply on their feelings of trauma after watching the 1988 film The Accused, which starkly depicts a brutal rape. This cinematic portrayal of violence against women evokes a profound emotional response, prompting the author to draw parallels between the character’s harrowing experience and their own past encounters with trauma. It highlights the … Continue reading My story of a woman raped.

My Mentor Tree and Eucalyptus Friend

The tree replied to me today, "I AM WHO I AM." This is the same whisper I always heard from my mentor tree and eucalyptus friend. Dad first visited the eucalyptus tree when he went horseback riding in the San Fernando Valley. The late 1940s. He rode from Ventura Blvd towards the dirty hills of … Continue reading My Mentor Tree and Eucalyptus Friend

Summer Poem number 2b

I used to see anarchy & chaos much differently. Today I see it as something I will not agree to. Yet the will of an individual can be applied for the benefits of all or for only oneself. To harm others without caring.   I used to think it was to bring all others to … Continue reading Summer Poem number 2b

July moves into August

July moves into August. A time of justice and heat, a time of foresight and deep. For me it is about the news... some bad and some good news. I know this time of the year to be delirious dark and forbidden. Today it has reached an illuminating place of thanksgiving. Between our psyche and … Continue reading July moves into August

Summer Poem #2

27th Anniversary Would you could you? travel miles and miles for delicious deep-fried Artichoke hearts? I wanna go to Castervile CA and eat deep-fried. Artichoke hearts with spicy mayonnaise. Near the lovely coastal region close to Moss Landing, a fucking pint at The Whole Enchilada with a shot of hot vodka with my anniversary man. … Continue reading Summer Poem #2

Summer Poem # 1

My oasisAnd cave. Not reaching outBut reaching within. Agathos daimon holds my heartHumidity holds me back. “Coninuctio” “in mercurio”Planting seedsWhich do not ripen. Outside my oasisSeeds dry in the heat. Inside the caveI listen to Mercurius speak. "The desires of the mindWill take you nowhere."

As a friend of friends

Urania is talking to Uranus Ambassador to the planets and stars She calls to Earth As a friend of friends, Catalyst of goodness and humor, to Uranus ascending electric magma Eccentric insect antenna muses Human Beings To be the best we can be. https://www.youtube.com/embed/XtcQTYBUo84

In Return

Receptive, illumination and synchronicity, I'm a wise old blooming flower, waiting to be pollinated, I'm receptive to what I shall become, Let life approach me, I do not have to go seeking, I have all I need to succeed, I'm a beautiful rose,wise, good and ready.I can be trusted, I follow things through, I speak … Continue reading In Return

Promethean fennel

The wild fennel is growing in my garden, From the Santa Monica Mountains, Only a few seeds thrown around my land, From the staff-sheath that I have, Near my hearth. My wild Promethean fennel, Smells of licorice and earth, Feels like numinous beats, Waves from the coastal region, Myths revealing through my soul. Prometheus freed … Continue reading Promethean fennel

The flourishing membrane

Thalia (/θəˈlaɪə/; Ancient Greek: Θάλεια, Θαλία; "the joyous, the flourishing" Breaking through Breaking through the membrane Of turning 60 Letting go of Youth, maidenhood and giving birth Entering the world Of crones and seniors with purple-grey hair. Wise witches who stand By old dark shedding trees they sweep the cobwebs away My repellent membrane. Holding … Continue reading The flourishing membrane

A Gift from Saturn

 They say Saturn leaves us gifts...  This poem is an active imagination I had a few years back. The inner world of a writer  often goes deep. Into the world of our psyches. We also reach high into the sky. As we watch the Pleiades and Orion's Belt above us these winter nights. As we … Continue reading A Gift from Saturn

Fourth Winter Wonderland Poem

Cold at night we walkAround our neighborhood blockHearts are pumpingTall are the palm trees! Turn the cornerA silence is broken"Hoot, hoot!"Then a short walk moreAnother "hoot. hoot!" 15 years since we heardThe owls in the treesTwo of them maybe?Near a Los Angeles cement waterway. 2 or 3 in the morningThe owls were closer stillThe moon … Continue reading Fourth Winter Wonderland Poem

Second Winter Wonderland Poem, Saturn and Chiron and Beyond

Astronomical, astrological, metaphysical ~ trinity.  Saturn: Time, Philyra: Form and Chiron: Solar egg sack. It seems that peopleare talking about... Saturn on steroidssince ascendingto the high land of his home.As Capricorn alerts the master ! Chiron to take  on the powerA healing of this shadowy world ...much more beyond our knowing. I am not worriedbecause … Continue reading Second Winter Wonderland Poem, Saturn and Chiron and Beyond

First Winter Wonderland Poem, Neptune in Cancer!

I was thinking how Crones, older women, are not as influenced by the cycles of the Moon! I look back over my feminine life Seeing how unconsciously I was driven. Influenced by the phases of the Moon, my powerfully changing hormones! Best described as chemical slavery. A female body a lunar ebb and flow alignment … Continue reading First Winter Wonderland Poem, Neptune in Cancer!

Autumn Magic poem 8

Our government is having a bad time relating,The Republicans and Democrats are not even debating,The rich get richerthe poor get poorer.The sweet is sweeterthe sour is sourer.If you want me to relate to youtry relating to meI can let you go.I can stop relatingI can stop relating. Contrary is the music the holiday singing relating … Continue reading Autumn Magic poem 8

Coyote

By Hudley Posted on November 23, 2017 Coyote Kachina To all the wild things that know us When we walk in their fields Or on their hills! A day of thanksgiving A history of the land A call from the wild… As I meditate upon The four directions Of the medicine wheel… My comrades and … Continue reading Coyote

Penny Candies

The author expresses nostalgia for a vibrant street atmosphere where people interacted and shared flowers, reflecting on a time when they enjoyed simple pleasures like penny candies, oblivious to any lurking darkness. Growing up in the San Fernando Valley during the 1960s was wild. All the corner streets were filled with hitchhiking youths. Carrying incense … Continue reading Penny Candies

Autumn Magic poem six.

Think upon the seals’ barkingOnly then will you see themSharing their magic…The cool of the fog,The foam from a waveCoffee in a cup.Old-school arcadeTicket from a master psychic in a booth,Walking, talking, and smiling…Driving, feeling, all togetherTunnels and dark canyons.The Mermaids are singingThe universe is glowing…The marina is fullHalloween flagsAnd gibbous moon.