Hunger Is Blind

The pain in their stomachs never more or less, sated by nothing, why do we not that protest.

The Passing Day

The symphony of cricket and cicada begins,
As streetlamps wake to a warming glow…

We The People

There is greater understanding now,
A global view of connections…

Brainstorm

A synaptic wind blows,
Through the empty spaces,
Shoving clouds across mind’s sky,
Like a playground bully.

Old Residence

From the curb the house looks so familiar,
The front door a different color,
And the hedges now more fully grown…

Sometimes

Sometimes,
The tear drop falls,
An unseen pain.

My Love Remains

For my love remains,
Weathered but untethered,
Beaten, but yet unbowed,
Saved as if some treasure,
And buried just as deep.

Pine Box

Do not send me off this way,
With tears and woeful cries,
Let me think that my last day,
Will be seen through happy eyes.

I’d Like To Buy A Vowel

These are the gems amongst the stone,
Consonants cannot stand all alone,
“A”, “E”, “I”, “O”, “U”, and “Y”,
Find in each word their alibi.

Flannel with Faith

Embracing imperfection with faith, flannel, & fresh air

JaZzArt en València

Faith saved us from the savages that we were, losing faith makes us savages again

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

Harley Reborn

♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️

D.C. Gilbert

Award-winning Author, Veteran

Rum and Robots

We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive

I didn't have my glasses on....

A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.

Perception

A journey into the labyrinth of my sceptical mind.

Pete Springer

Passionate Teacher and Future Children's Author