Sometimes a poem comes into the creative conscious with a LOT to say. Pages of words. Usually i send them into a quiet peaceful room for surgery (editing) and this one took a fair good months of getting it down to the lean almost mean creature it is today There is an interesting rumble in…
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The way we look at thingsSo DifferentIt’s seductive, provocative, scary evenIt’s the beautiful charm of the otherA giftA look intoAnother way of slow breathing experience The way we look at thingsCan frustrate, antagonizeDisrupt and corruptTangle up our thoughtsPush us to the edgeRight to the very edgeof fumbling, fighting, falling And then, just maybeWe get throughWe…
A poem by Sven Bjornstad Sven Bjornstad is a singer, a programmer, a father, husband, guitarist, poet, a moral man. He is a thinking man, a good friend, one of a small handful of humans that keep this grumpy hermit composer (of strange texts) upright and forward facing. He has always had my back. He…
Damn it’s hard to stay steady Cried new members of the blank generation … click on the title to read the full piece
If I were there …. click on the title to read the full piece
Pushed along by slinky scratches … click on the title to read the full piece
Ever Forward … Click on the title to read the full piece
Small death of a soul In trade for uncertain serenity Click on the title to read the full piece
You Say … Click on the title to read the full poem