Inspiration: the past

Here’s a poem that might offend some of my family that reads this blog but I really don’t care. I wrote this today at a good friend’s house. Here ya go! Divorce I waited through warm summer rain and the music of crickets nestling in the marsh out back, yet her eyes remained sunken gray … Continue reading →

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Nothing is Inspiration part 2

So I have finally found inspiration. The song “Welcome Home, Son” by Radical Face reminded me of the time I used to spend on my friends rooftop in high school in the summertime and I just went from there. Here’s the poem; I’m sure it will change a lot in my workshop but since I was … Continue reading →

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Nothing is Inspiration

So. That was quite a dramatic blog title, but seriously, I have never felt so blank. I can’t write anything without it sounding cliche or corny, I’ve never had writers block this bad before. Usually when I sit down to write, I have an idea of where I want the poem to go, or a … Continue reading →

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Inspiration: Dean Young

Wow, he’s great. I’m too tired to elaborate on that thought, but here’s an excerpt from one of his poems that just hit me in the face. It’s from “Scarecrow on Fire” Maybe poems are made of breath, the way water, cajoled to boil, says, This is my soul, freed. Continue reading →

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Lifelines

I apologize for the lack of posts over the past month… between travelling, wisconsin, family, holidays and drinking, I have been extremely busy. But in that time, I have written some interesting poetry. I have been thinking a lot about palmistry (palm reading) and how the secrets of our lives can be seen on our … Continue reading →

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