Far beneath the seas, I travel league upon league, Free from tyranny. Everyone I had is gone, I […]
Formal Poetry
The most hurtful phrase In any language I know: “We can still be friends.” 11-7-16
The man holds knowledge. He knows something, not nothing. Nothing can’t be known. 11/16/16 Notes: Image is a […]
The river flows on, Ever changing; transforming, Never stepped in twice: Its never the same river, And you’re […]
Time passes away, Everything temporary, Nothing forever, Laugh and smile: You understand, Nothing will last forever. 11/16/16 Written […]
Despite everything, Though my ideals have been strained, I won’t give them up, The world grows dark; all […]
Why so many songs About rainbows in the sky? Are they promises Not to kill us all again, […]
Bones bleached in the sun, Licked clean by maggots and worms Once living, breathing, With dreams, goals and […]
Straight outta Hibbing, Guitar in hand, New York bound. Think I’ll write some songs 10/15/16
Went down the desert where the vultures feed On human flesh rotting in the sunshine. Pluck eyes, testicles, […]
John W. Leys 