Eight Note Time Machine

by | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry

     Eight Note Time Machine Isn’t it stupid that it only took eight notes of a song long unheard to squeeze my chest as unseen hands tightened around my neck. Suddenly the world was a blur and my sight unclear. The damn words hadn’t even...

There Were No Survivors*

by | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry

                         There Were No Survivors I woke when you softly called my name.It wasn’t a matter of drifting from deep sleepthrough that nether state of almost asleep, almost awake.No, I...

I Sit Here Locked In Place

by | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry

   I SIT HERE LOCKED IN PLACE I sit here locked in place. With the years and memories flowing back and forth. Years and memories on a roller coaster racing back and forth. I sit here lost in place with flashes of bright moments of sad, of all the treasures...

Winds

by | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry

       Winds* Whispering winds,how I strain to hear.Are you carrying Truthand Wisdomof the past’s Golden Ages? If I listened with allmy devotionand promised not to tell,could you fill my mindwith dreams of kingsthat struggled and died? Do you...

I Hope That You Moved* (Strong language)

by | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry

   I Hope That You Moved What a fucked up morning.And that is a word I rarely useespecially in print like thisbut the morning isn’t bad;it isn’t terrible;it doesn’t just suck.No.  This one is fucked up. If you don’t like these wordsI’m sorry.But the...

If You Hear the Music

by | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry

If You Hear the Music She said I heard your music last night. I know  I said. It was one of those nights. Nights I don’t need. I kiddingly added Help me. If you hear music from my window and have time, stop by and listen. If I am drinking beer listening to...