small joys r/hide up on the shelf
This poem was born in May 2016. I tend to write poetry in despair. This piece is different. More hopeful about the possibility of emerging from pain and reclaiming the joy…
the albatross
I’m not sure where this poem came from or exactly what it means, but it emerged and took flight as a result of a prompt in a writing workshop. So…
empty pages
Awwww, go on then, read the poem…
never on sunday or any other day of the week
“Do you believe in God?” He asked. “No,” I replied without thinking. Later, I reconsidered. I feel the existence of some form of higher power, spirit, universal energy/power/force. It’…
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deal yourself a new hand
One night I found myself in tears wishing I were somewhere other than where I was. The next morning I dragged my spirit out of a ditch and told myself…
the shape of things to come
A poem about life’s potential and living it.
a nursery rhyme for violent times
hack and kill a poem by punkie Hack and Kill went up the hill To see whom they might slaughter. Just for kicks they fired their sticks…
for the sake of childish games
I spent a month un-publishing hundreds of blog posts, videos, images, and poems born from my core. Why? Because a few people who wield a little power fear slivers of the truth I…