Category Archives: Expressive Rhythmic Literary Work

Fraud I am afraid of writing of committing to it giving myself over. Its not terribly easy you know digging that deep putting it all Continue reading Thursday’s Poem – Fraud→

If only There is nothing else to do other than stay up late drinking beer and listening to music. Work will come with the morning Continue reading If only→

From: Scott Subject: thrusday poem Jonny, My buddy Jake, who is my touring/riding partner and all around bike ripper has been working for this environmental Continue reading Poem for Thursday→

The best The best poem I’ve ever written disappears from my sight and into the morning as I rub my eyes and turn off the Continue reading The best→

Signature Move I went home for a funeral. My Grandfather just died, and the weekend was going to be difficult. Troy thought it might cheer Continue reading poem for thursday→

To my grave There are very good reasons to be in bed, right now, with my wife. But instead, I’ll have another drink. You’d think Continue reading Thursday’s Poem – To my grave→

Nothing from the Hawk. But yet it’s still early, and hope is not dead.

Sunday Afternoon We were laying in the warm green grass of our backyard. Sort of shaped like a right angle. My hand holding hers gently Continue reading poem for thursday…→

Advice is worth what you pay for it When I was in high school a kid I knew wore a Joy Division shirt. I had Continue reading Thursday’s Poem – Advice is worth what you pay for it→

the valley grew dark suddenly, as big jonny went back to the fridge.