Different Age Poems

Too Much to Handle**

These days, I find myself captivated by TikTok, spending hours scrolling through its endless stream of content, even more than I indulge...

Read More

Men's minds are devious at the best of times
Always twisting their stories
I should know, I'm one of dem der guys
Pretty sure I'm no different than...

Read More

After the wife made a suggestion about what to write about...

I decided to title my piece
a concatenation of a few different notions
incorporating fictional romance
alluding to...

Read More

light through window as I awaken
my shoulder aches but I raise my arm
branches in full bloom reach for the sky
everything looks the same
but my heart...

Read More

The lonely heart

This loneliness is eating me up
we are miserable in different rooms 
words have been spoken over and over again 
what more is there to...

Read More

I’ve barely started to walk, feet ache
still figuring out how to make a poem.
Some lines come easy while some stuck
but I keep running round the...

Read More

What is the nature of the affection you claim to possess for me when your expressions of love are accompanied by detachment, distance, and uncomfortable...

Read More

Yes, indeed we have a new Pope.
I wonder, however, if we have a new hope.
As a matter of facts, we have two popes:
One is active...

Read More

Sometimes he’s next to me. Close enough that the air feels different, like something charged is sitting between us. My stomach does that thing, tightens,...

Read More

Grandma’s ghost has taken up
knitting rattlesnakes in the drapes. 
They hiss when someone lies.

Now, my mother only speaks
in noodle metaphors.
I ask her how she is,...

Read More

Maturity doesn't come with age, but in silence, through each page turned with care,
through inner storms that no one sees, where self-knowledge frees the spirit.
Not...

Read More

Days have gone by since the moon passes through the sky
I thought it was going to rain but it was just a little drizzle beating...

Read More

              At different ages
     Happiness has different taste
...

Read More

In dribs and drabs, in fits and starts,
the elders slowly congregate;
in the common room of the seniors' home,
they patiently sit and wait.
Some are wheeled in,...

Read More

The spliff got the room spinning, 
Rewriting lines, 
Reusing rhymes, 
Connections are my artistic vision. 
Weed got my head splitting, 
Sicker than a dead mind,...

Read More