Quarantine Is A Word…

quarantine is a word that humans just don’t seem to understand it means staying put in one place with no more movement over the land   it does not mean drive to the park or to a friend’s house to play a game it does not mean if you don’t go to the store you’llContinue reading “Quarantine Is A Word…”

The Humans Have Disappeared (A COVID-19 Poem)

The humans have all disappeared and life is not the same the birds are more plentiful in the sky and there’s a sudden lack of acid rain animals both big and small are exploring outside their dwindling habitats the canals have cleared and the air is near as fresh as it’s been since we’ve attachedContinue reading “The Humans Have Disappeared (A COVID-19 Poem)”

Darling

her footsteps were soft as down her intentions hard as ice as she crept through a veil of thick and heavy night a sharp glint in her hand and a rain cloud for a mind she took air in deeply and with a sharp downward motion she said goodbye murderer is a word for cowardsContinue reading “Darling”

Good Morning All You Writers

  Good morning writers! Wake up to the morning sun and brew your special coffee to keep your mind on the run. Good morning writers your Work In Progress calls. It’s still sitting on your computer and its story does drawl onward through the mists of time; or should you go cliché and call themContinue reading “Good Morning All You Writers”

She Was

she was an old lady who lived in the woods she grew corn and flowers and fruits she lived with her dogs and with some old toads who helped her collect herbs for her bubbling stews she laughed away pain and sang away fright she collected firewood for large bonfires at night she chirped toContinue reading “She Was”

Cracks

the light gets in through the cracks so don’t complain about perfection you lack a perfect sphere is dark inside no matter the light that tries to slide into the thing that is whole in itself decided long ago it was for itself no one else for a perfect sphere that’s never been broken canContinue reading “Cracks”

The Human Condition

when you’re trapped inside the human condition you tend to make feeling your mission feeling the red hot bursts of stars feeling the cold loneliness of Mars feeling the electricity inside of your veins when you sing and dance around the campfire flames feeling the depth that is your own soul feeling lost and feelingContinue reading “The Human Condition”

Daylight

This poem is dedicated to those that struggle with alcohol. I do not personally have an alcohol issue, but I have known people that have and who have conquered. I could not be more proud of them and their accomplishments.      daylight is coming again and this bottle of whiskey is my only friendContinue reading “Daylight”