This silence echo cold whispers of dread Only moonlight prevail the blackness Finding my feet in this pond of fear Sea breeze grace my face with harshness I make way through the ocean’s coat of darkness With only lamplight aboard my ship I travel the depths and sail the dark west To find what I’ve longed for Some peace and… Read more →
The Day Your Silence Becomes Death
The time has come for you The moment life divorces you The day you can’t escape The last measure on age’s tape Day that robs your breathe Day you can’t repent Day when decay becomes a friend Day you sleep beneath earth’s bed Your haven for all seasons of toil Your new home in neighboring soil Your skin… Read more →
Rumcake
The day I met Rumcake, I was ready to die. March, 2016. I was depressed. I remember distinctly thinking “If I hadn’t been born, it may have been better”. I know, I know everybody knows me as a happy, noisy person. So The Peter can be depressed? Yes he can. And I was. I had no desire to… Read more →
We are Not Goats
A poem is not a poem Just because you break sentences into run-off lines It is not because you use words As sharp and swords To show that you can rhyme All the time It is not a poem because you employ Gargantuan phrases of flabbergasting opacity It is not a poem because your metaphors are like butter to… Read more →