Category: poetry

looking out the window, listening to the wind

the leaves are all down

I’m bending strings to match the moan

the scratchy sound they make

winter is early

and the leaves are already brittle

This poem is part of a series of stream of consciousness writings.

thousand-mile stare into a computer monitor,

a longing gaze out the window,

“Another day in paradise.”

This poem is part of a series of stream of consciousness writings.

another evening with a dry mouth:

saw the same old friends,

made plans for a date,

but she didn’t show.

and so I think I’m heading south

to see what I can mend;

to let go of hate

and let things go

This poem is part of a series of stream of consciousness writings.

Swilling beer

sorting gear

and staving fear

I pack

the end is near

this much is clear

everything is dear

and never to come back

nothing lasts

so pass the flask

This poem is part of a series of stream of consciousness writings.

rootin’ around and bootin’ around

we don’t talk like we used to

it seems weird to say I miss you

but we don’t really see each other much lately

so I guess I ought to

This poem is part of a series of stream of consciousness writings.