Love gone write

Maybe happiness

Is just a moment

Brief

Before the next big thing

The next desire

The next goal

Maybe we are built

To corrupt ourselves

Nature’s folly

But I want to run

I want to stay

This town

Has rust

It’s high in the gut

I’ll show you this place

I don’t want to write a poem

That sounds like a poem

But I can tell you

I’m at peace

I feel safe

When I’m with you

(Written aug 21 2019 at 33)

If I could ever Love you (bleeding ink)

I could never

Let you go

If I could ever love you

I could never

If I could ever…

And

I think we could make the change

And

I think we

Could live forever

And

If I could ever leave you with anything

Make your art

When you’re faced with the news

Keep your grit

When

You’ve got nothing to lose

Leave your mark

Because

This art

Strong enough

To carry the broken

This art

Even the losers are winners

This art

Carries us all

This art

Is your own voice

And the future is yours

As you create it

Make your mark

Make your art

And if I could ever love you

I think that I would love you

And I could never leave you

(Written for spoken word, at vintage 1889 Aug 22,2019)

Seasonal Madness

1

She carries this madness

Everywhere she goes

It’s there in the back drop

The corner of every smile

At the back of the room

Don’t ask her,

You already know,

She’s not been happy

For sometime,

2

And it’s difficult these days

And she wants what she wants,

And you want to get back,

Somehow,

Rearrange the seating

Just to cancel

How this all ends

3

And I’m a shrapnel banner

Nothing left to champion

Hole torn through

What kind of

Us

Is left ,

Don’t ask her

She’s not

You know,

She’s not been

for sometime

And

These days are hard

On a soul

And she cries

Smoking

From the balcony

Of this despair

And maybe

I hid all of my sorrow

All of my tomorrow

In your skin

But it is there

Over there

In the corner

4

Flesh, it’s gone from these bones

what do I know,

Slow it down,

I’m tired of this love,

Slow it down,

All of these streets

Incomplete

The leaves are soon going to fall

And then

We will be swept clean

Here in our winter

It’s not dark yet

But they say it’s getting there.

News

Hey guys!

Here’s the latest!

Come out to 33 in fort Payne for Pasta and Poetry tomorrow night!

Linda Arthur will be playing as well!

Thursday is open mic night at Vintage 1889 in fort Payne

Brant Noojin will be hosting

I will be there and do a short set.

(Come bring your talents!)

Friday

Jeff and Hayden will be at Vintage 1889 as well,

I will do a short set during their break.

Sat

At 33

Brant Noojin will be rocking

I will do a short set to open the night…

Followed by

Jeff and Hayden at Vintage 1889

I will do a short set during their break!

If you want to get out and have a good time, come to Fort Payne!

I also just got the news I will be featured in 2019s emerging poets of America by z publishing !

Come hear this poem!

Beagle in the City #252

I came home so weary

Couldn’t write

Couldn’t play

Don’t you know

I had the blues

I looked at my dog

I said

Beagle

Don’t you know

None of us has perfect days

He looked at me

And this is what he said

I had two perfect days

Walked around the block

We shared a hot dog

You checked the mail

And I checked the trash

We watched the tv

Any day with you dad

Is a perfect day to me

Yeah best friends till the end

I said

What about day two?

I’ve got the blues

He said

We got up

Cooked breakfast

We ate some bacon

Walked around the block

You checked the mail

I checked the trash

Any day with you dad

Is a perfect day to me

I said

That’s right

Best friends till the end

News

I will be at 33 in Fort Payne

Wednesday

5:30 to 7:30

For Pasta and Poetry

Come out and enjoy a plate

And have a blast

I love pasta

And I love poetry

I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

Linda Arthur will be coming out as well to play music

If you’re not familiar with her work

You will really be in for a treat.

See you there!

Star Dust

And they told her

Love was supposed to hurt

And so she accepts the pain

And they told us we were made of star stuff

But then they showed us stars burning out …

And so she accepted the disappointment

And I wondered

If anyone ever told us …

If I ever told you

So I’m going to tell you

If she’s not having fun

If she’s not in to it

Then it’s not cool

But if you love her

And read her like Brail

Making poetry from the

Lines of her body

In the light

If you make a safe space for her

To open up

She will come undone

And she will burn with a fire

And a heat so high

It will fill all the hours

And

It will bring stars back to life

And you

You will be useless for anyone else

Because she will have you

body and soul…

But keep in mind

This Love is rare

And it has been said that only gods make love with a love like that