“I Grew Up In Essex…”

“I Grew Up in Essex…” Mortality is our shadow… so I paused and watched today’s sunrise and remembered being asked where I came from while being active on an internet forum way back when. I answered the question with a poem. Today, well, is a…

“An Hour and 20 Minutes…”

An hour and twenty minutes… sigh.  I’ve an hour and twenty minutes til what?  What will it all mean – then.  The sun might shine or it could be rain, snow, sheet ice.  The heat might kick on all by itself.  A light bulb may…

2022 Poem Twenty-Four

One More   One more trip to the bathroom. One more poem. One last hour. One more drink. One more hit of my vape. One more distraction. One more pet of my cat. One more fresh squeezed idea. One more pen. One more round of…

Hour 24- Sturdy – Image Prompt

Sturdy Sometimes all that’s left To round things out When thinking fast or slow Is the study of the oldest art A sleep perchance to dream To dream and wake refreshed Our body feeling well and strong Sturdy, balanced, ready to face doubt.

Hour 24 – Close – Text Prompt

Close to the end, Daybreak in sight I’ve made it through day and harrowing night And while it was a journey I come away from I made it not alone, but with all of you. While the sun yet rises I hear sleep call my…

2022 Poem Nineteen

Untitled   Life is a McDonald’s ice cream machine, always broken, and I am high in the drive thru at 2am. I cannot check a McBroken that does not exist. There’s no FTC to investigate. All of Life’s competitors make sure to mock me on…

2022 Poem Eighteen

A Vegetarian’s Nightmare   The long line of tail lights barely illuminate the Parking lot that’s still too wet from earlier’s rain. The sky has no moon, no stars, only clouds drunk on the threat of more puddles to fill this under cared for and…

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