I’m alone, by myself, in a crowd of people, anxiety, and suffering. 4/14-4/23/17 This poem started life as […]
National Poetry Writing Month
Now is all that there is: The past is gone and the future will never quite arrive. 4/18/17 […]
They say, “Don’t confuse Hamlet with Shakespeare,” Bill wasn’t an introspective indecisive Dane, Byron wasn’t Byronic, And Dylan […]
The sun fades into night, its getting darker. Someone turned out the light, its getting darker. Facts become […]
Wish upon a star Blow your birthday candles out Nothing will happen. Act on your dreams; make them […]
Ancient and alone, Last of your kind. No one like you anymore, If there ever truly was. Hair […]
Birds on a wire A murder of crows in flight Its getting darker 4/17/17 Poem #18 for National […]
Life begins in darkness, grows in the light: developing, evolving, flourishing. aging, decaying; systems breaking down. Life always […]
Here alone in a room full of people. Walls and chasms between their hearts and mine. 4/14/17 Poem […]
Candle flame brightly burned, Extinguished, blackened; cold. Through the seasons as they turned Candle flame brightly burned, Illuminating […]
John W. Leys 