My grandfather was a clock my grandmother, a rock star. She fell deep in love with time; their marriage made my father. My...

In any given present exists presentation. Each minute moment close examination. Even though we’re odd we know we’re correct. ...

Dollars to donuts the onus is on us: music which calls us poets ‘n artists with beats you might dance to like movie sneak previews in...

I know nothing always lasts forever; we’re just two loose ends knotting drawn together. Some people’s presence projects a painful...

Sometimes I wanna crunch. Sometimes I wanna break. Sometimes I wanna crack snap shatter shiver quiver call it quake. Sometimes I...

I’ve no doubt your grades were Aze; recording minutes, hours, days; silver spoons spilling milk woven born in golden silk. That web...

Picture this: why use words? Why bother with intonation on your verbs? Who cares if you hear me? Who cares if you don’t? Whether...

Wondering Wind whispers: “Loose leaves leave” Green’s agreeable. Yellow worries. Red’s resolute. Branches bend breezes braided weave...

How is it Bruce? The Lonely Throne? More money than God but all alone. You usually touch with your knuckles’ tips… that blood? Or rust –...

These messages started appearing on my white board: Is the power to do the decision to act? Or is your brain just a chemical you can’t...

My patience is waning.

Sometimes I just want to write for the feel of keys on my digits. When I breathe I feel Qi enter my spirit. When I drink beer it feels...

Hi, I’m Andrew, but I go by Tweakunique. I looove spreading smiles from cheek to cheek. Daylight moves us as morning passes we all get up...

What more can I say about me than my surrounding friends and family? My love and care spread those who care open ears words you hear....

A couple walking by today made me cry inside today. Their story told a life they craved; 4 weeks old – their daughter’s age. Once cradled...

With every stroke gliding water thuh kayak goes farther. The passenger here is thuh captain as well delving a paddle quelling...

Once upon a time quite long ago I’d write poems for th’ friends I know showin’ affection in spoken word graspin’ connections from what we...

What you hear flows in the wind blows spin on in close bend your elbows point to your nose spend less on clothes lift your right...

Bristling thistles poke my toenails Bumble bees butterflies buzz lap light trails gently perfume honey-dust sprinkles. Ding ding ring...

“Mister, I know you miss her” She whispered crystals in my ear. “Cancer never stood a chance, sir.” Every word I could barely hear. “Just...