With You By My Side
I went for a walk by myself. I got lost in my thoughts and on the streets. I had no idea where I was. You were with me in my mind, beside me supporting my every misguided step. It was your steady hand...
View ArticleDecember 11, 2012
I wrote a poem today. That is a big step forward for me. Remember the other day I mentioned something about a ‘fugue state’ that I go into when I pen a decent poem? I was there today. I have no idea...
View ArticleDecember 12, 2012
I highly doubt there will be any more writing done today other than what I put in this journal entry. If you follow me on Twitter (@fifafan1969) or on Facebook, you will have read that I had a dilation...
View ArticleOur Words are Music
Softly in the background the music played. Singers sang the words that made the people feel…something. Emotion brought on by different voices, the haunting tunes, melody and harmony; words that...
View ArticleTerror Tried…and Lost
This is my little way of expressing myself after the horror in Newtown. I pray for the families. On the day that terror reigned I hugged my loved ones. Far away from it I live but rarely does...
View ArticleChristmas is Over
It’s over. It is really almost over, this season they call Christmas. Soon enough the trees will be piled in the alleyways of memory, the shiny new toys will be dulled with use, and the Christmas...
View ArticleReflections & Assumptions
Hello again, dear reader. I am roughly 11 hours away from the end of one year and the beginning of another. By the time this gets posted, it will be closer. And so, as old and new come closer together,...
View ArticleJanuary 1, 2013
I don’t make New Years resolutions. I have in the past, and I’ve rarely kept them. And so I don’t feel the need to promise myself something when I am quite sure I will break said vow. Nope, no...
View ArticleJanuary 6, 2013
If my writing was judged solely by the quantity of pieces I publish on my website, I would stand before a very harsh verdict. Oh, I could stand before the judges and sputter on about the process of...
View ArticlePub Night
This is quite possibly the strangest piece I have ever written. It’s inspiration comes from listening the music of Tom Waits. But don’t tell him that… This tattered old barstool is home to the back...
View Article97 Years
Written for Dversepoets and the prompt given by Stuart McPherson with the theme of ‘Growing Up’ 97 years of memories fail to yield a single thought. Only the albums of history tell the tale of a man...
View ArticleRage
Written from a dark place, on a dark day, from a dark perspective A blanket of red fills me covers my eyes, I can’t see straight. My mind is consumed by the blackest of rage. I won’t listen to...
View ArticleA Whispered Glance
A whispered glance that peeks out from your downcast eyes becomes a muted greeting. Your voice is shrouded in silence, as if the mystery of what you say is to remain only a thought. Sshhh!...
View ArticleJanuary 24, 2013
I am writing. I am writing a fair bit. I have published a number of poems on my website this month, and I am proud of each of them. They have been received differently. One of them fell flat, and...
View ArticleDeliverance
Written for the pub patrons at dversepoets You seek release from bondage, subjugation of cold dark night. Shaking shoulders, wracked with grief over a love that never existed, you cry aloud,...
View ArticleFantasy
A fantasy world existing only for you and I. No interruptions, no cares. A longing glance, filled with love A dream come true, you allowed me to be with you. To make you happy is my one true...
View ArticleHeartbeat
Written for the patrons at the pub. Within a single heartbeat echoes of love shape the very manner in which we work together. Inwardly our minds turn we listen to the cadence of every romantic...
View ArticleFebruary 28, 2013
Hello dear reader. Things are changing once again. My email address is changing, and my webhost is changing. And because my webhost is changing, my website is changing as well. It won’t be long before...
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