• The Day of Empty Skulls and Full Time

    April 7th rises
    not like a dawn
    but like a curtain being pulled back
    on a stage that has been waiting
    for centuries.

    It is the day of empty skulls,
    not dead,
    not forgotten,
    just hollowed clean
    by the slow, patient erosion
    of everything that once mattered
    too much.

    These skulls are not…Read More

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  • Dust Before the Storm

    The warning didn’t come
    with sirens or lights.

    It came quietly,
    a shift in the air,
    a stillness settling
    like dust before a storm.

    The horses grew restless,
    pacing the fence line,
    ears toward something
    I could not yet see.

    Even the cows
    lifted their heads,
    watching the horizon
    as if it held
    an answer I…Read More

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    • Beautiful, made me think of Dorothy in Kansas . Lovely write keep it up❤️

    • people are stubborn, Curly Grace. Ignore, avoid and then find someone else to blame when reality slaps them upside the head. Cool poem and love the art work as well. -Curt

  • Backsliding into Hell

    inches to miles
    look how far we’ve fallen
    never perfect but better than this
    they’re rewriting what they aren’t erasing
    stacking the deck in their favor
    throw another log on the fire

    some say he’s crazy
    and they’re probably right
    but crazy can still be evil as well
    and nobody’s stopping his actions
    what does…Read More

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  • I was made for you

    What do I do
    When no other can deliver
    What you do
    I was created especially for you

    I don’t care what they say
    I never did anyway

    Come to me…

    Your the one I choose
    Honestly it can only be you
    No other will do
    No one knows my body like you

    Come and kiss me greedily
    As though this must last for an e…Read More

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  • For the Woman I Love and the Men I Adore

    The 6th arrives
    with a softness I did not authorize.
    It walks in barefoot,
    carrying the woman I love
    in the palm of its hand
    so much,
    too much,
    more than any day
    should be allowed to hold.

    She stands there,
    quiet as a vow,
    loud as a heartbeat,
    and April 6th bows to her
    as if she were the…Read More

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