No nap, today, fought against pull and push to do so. Thanksgiving over, wife out shopping at one of those shopping special eve whatever’s. Me, home. Wine. Just finished glass of Claret. The night passed with such cruel progression. Indifference. Babies asleep upstairs. What movie do I watch, my dilemma. My life’s trouble. Think ofContinue reading

Writing tracks.

Be back… First verse done.  In the mood to only free write and compose more verses, something to read, and I need to read, I know.  Collect the tracks, all my poems and record them, read wherever I can.  Why did I come to the coffee shop?  Why did I decide to write here inContinue reading “Writing tracks.”

Fawn Not

Start then pause, what for a— new talk, or tick Tock from a biased clock?  Poetry not coming to a writer Easily this morning but that’s the game, I’m being toyed with, same, annoyed my veins, so I avoid the train of pattern And uniform, I assume no form, adorned in new theses from AContinue reading “Fawn Not”