bring back my heart melted by the start first hiss of the bow drug down by the undertow that beautiful sound the world outside, drown fill my thoughts with each passing glide deeper into the melody – slide each note dripping with honey so sweet time, beginning and end, meet no other instrument creates suchContinue reading “Steep”
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Day 276; 334 days of photos
Day 275; 334 days of photos
My bookshelf
https://youtube.com/shorts/BRYr99ycsHs?is=1JNDuMTA1jprpJTJ I’m going to create a series of YouTube videos exploring my bookshelf. These will be the books I have written. And if they are a published work, how to find them. The first one I pulled from the shelf was Renovation in Progress, poetry. I’ve also created a page on my blog that I’mContinue reading “My bookshelf”
For my Angels
I tried in vain to find a poem, some words better than my own, to express my feelings and thoughts. But none translated into verse, or rang truth to my ears. So, upon my own shall I traverse. Never in my life have I had the opportunity to work in such a firmament: a vastContinue reading “For my Angels”
Down into the black
Down into the black
https://dandelionscribes.com/publication/honest-words First published in Dandelion Scribes; 10-13-3026. Down into the black Are my eyes open? Everything is dark. I move my eyes from side to side. Close their lids; up, down. Nothing but black. It’s calm this nothingness. No fear or anxiety. Just darkness. All black. The surface under my feet feels hard. Brick, wood,Continue reading “Down into the black”
Guest poet: Mr. Billy Joe Woods
The Legend of Goblin’s Creek Written on Halloween Night, 1990 John was walking home late one Halloween night, When a sound from behind he did hear. He turned too much in fright, But there was nothing that was near. He turned around slowly to go on his way, Increasing his pace all the while. HeContinue reading “Guest poet: Mr. Billy Joe Woods”
From fifty cents to five dollars
Growing up we had words, fifty cent words were those big words used by smart tarts. Or folks accused to “gettin’ above their raisin’.” They were used brazin’. Sometimes correctly, sometimes not. Now thanks to inflation, or creation. Hasenpfeffer Haberdasher Flabbergasted kerfuffle Obfuscate Boondoggle Fastidious Could you please speak English? What’s wrong with; Rabbit stewContinue reading “From fifty cents to five dollars”
Guest poet; Brandon Thorpe
You Forget What it Was Like to be Alone. Like a birthday, I stay busy burning boxes so I don’t have to do any talking. I love people I just stay in my headI get in a flow, thinking up ideas and when people talk to muchI forget. And it comes off like I’m depressedor upset, but I’m not. SomeContinue reading “Guest poet; Brandon Thorpe”
