Poem: Slinging

Poem: Glimmers

From December 2017, lost in my notes until now.

Poem: In The Woods be Witches

I'm still here, still writing, just haven't completed much lately.  I've been pretty preoccupied, exhausting myself sifting through all the lies and dross tossed at us each day.  I don't really want to post angry political poems so those mostly get thrown out.  I might still post one if I can do it like an allegory and it comes out all right.  I am trying to focus on other better things in life and get back into my old groove.  I miss street poetry.  This is an old poem I found on my ipod and realized I had not shared.  

Street Poems During COVID-19

My partners and I are offering a special poem service at this time, and you can get a poem from any one of us -you get to choose.  Here is the website.

Poem: Ancient

Schrödinger's Goddess

This was written a few months back and is finally being posted now.

Poem: Wrapper (cityscape)

I was in hotel during a work trip I wasn't thrilled to be on, and feeling trapped, so I went for a walk downtown and it was cold.  I stopped in a diner I like and banged out two pages on my Hermes Rocket.  There didn't seem to be much order to them, but when I reread them later I liked some of the pieces.  I tried to rewrite them minimally, but organized them into a cohesive poem I quite like, that I feel captures the emotion of my little walk. 

Writing the original brain dump at the 3rd Street Diner in Richmond, Virginia. 

Editing and typing the final version at a laundromat back home.