Why
Where has it gone?
The leaves blow across my lawn and I’m left to ponder for few seconds between the chaos that has become the whirlwind…
where did my free thoughts go…when did my big dreams die and when did I realize that nothing exists except the thoughts of the day, the power of the shower [...]
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: Contests, death, memoir, poet, salvage, savage, scream, sex
- Published:
- December 31, 2008 – 12:30 pm
- Author:
- By Richard Beck
Jack…the water is overflowing…there must be a stick – a gutter pit
Is it a ball…is it mud…when does it break
Love is shee-it, love is the muck that’s stuck…that’s bleeding from the gutter,
Rain dissolves in it man and it disappears
Does it ever stop hurting…that loss…that pain and regret?
Categories: Poetry
- Published:
- December 31, 2008 – 12:28 pm
- Author:
- By Richard Beck