The Collections

The Collections Maybe these times of emptiness Cause me to be grateful when times are full Or maybe I’m just fooling myself Chasing apparitions – Maybe I shouldn’t be judging myself at all Taking time to analyze the how’s and why’s All the time and energy that takes Might just win the prize For the…

Dead Amongst the Living

Dead Amongst the Living I’m no longer writing poetry I’m not sure why I sit here on the front porch Looking at the sky And that is all I do These thoughts are many These thoughts are few I just don’t know who I am anymore Stillness can be heaven Stillness can be hell And…

Questions

I have been struggling mightily with writing and with life in general. However, today I realized that poetry can be born right out of that struggle. Writing about not wanting to write conquers writer’s block. So I hope you enjoy this poem today which is a word picture of a wrestling match I’ve been partaking…