Published November 13, 2020
As winter approaches and my colors change to the soft somber shades of fall i remember many years ago a million moments away how you lifted my lid and set me free your light leaving an indelible imprint on my heart that still glows And i still remember the purity of your laughter and how ...
Published November 11, 2020
For all of it: The slight of hands and sideways glances, the destruction of innocence and the inevitable consequences. For all of it: the easy lies and the broken promises, the last chances and the lost causes. For all of it: the lust, the pity, the anger and futility, the shallow graves of good intentions...
Published November 6, 2020
Like Bob Dylan once said “You don’t need a weather man to tell you which way the wind is blowing” – And like a wild horse we set an ardent course thinking who’s gonna provide the inside to the out side mindgallery . twitter Another gem from mindgallery...
Published November 4, 2020
Humor A – in medieval physiology : a fluid or juice of an animal or plant specifically one of the four fluids entering into the constitution B – of the body and determining by their relative proportions a person’s health and temperament C – Something that is designed to be comical...
Published October 30, 2020
O my dishonorable henchmen you come at a most inglorious time filled with filth lies and dis honesty but honestly we’d never ever want to be like you – It sucks being sucked up into the void believe me i know but even amongst all the pain i believe we can always start again – ...
Published October 23, 2020
in between the tall grass and flights of fancy it was three miles down when we met at the lazy river you were wearing stove pipe trousers and I was contemplating the way everything sits mindgallery . twitter When the COVID situation gets me down, I think of everything I’m...
Lovelorn Poet in Brooklyn, NY: The Art Of Whispering (mindgallery)
As winter approaches and my colors change to the soft somber shades of fall i remember many years ago a million moments away how you lifted … Keep Reading...
Lovelorn Poet in Savannah, GA: All of It (Bison Jack)Â
For all of it: The slight of hands and sideways glances, the destruction of innocence and the inevitable consequences. For all of it: the easy lies … Keep Reading...
Lovelorn Poet in Brooklyn, NY: Wind Is Blowing (mindgallery)
Like Bob Dylan once said "You don't need a weather man to tell you which way the wind is blowing" - And like a wild horse we set … Keep Reading...
Lovelorn Poet in Brooklyn, NY: The Art Of Fabrication (mindgallery)
Humor A - in medieval physiology : a fluid or juice of an animal or plant specifically one of the four fluids entering into the constitution B … Keep Reading...
Lovelorn Poet in Brooklyn, NY: Puppet Show (mindgallery)
O my dishonorable henchmen you come at a most inglorious time filled with filth lies and dis honesty but honestly we'd never ever want to … Keep Reading...
Lovelorn Poet in Brooklyn, NY: The Way Everything Sits (mindgallery)
in between the tall grass and flights of fancy it was three miles down when we met at the lazy river you were wearing stove pipe trousers … Keep Reading...
Lovelorn Poet in Savannah, GA: Exile (Bison Jack)
Before I try and navigate space and time, in an attempt to tell the story of my life, perhaps I should begin with the untelling; for somewhere … Keep Reading...
Lovelorn Poet in Brooklyn, NY: Place (mindgallery)
There is no logical reason why we should survive this mission except that we've been given permission to exist in space in … Keep Reading...
Lovelorn Poet in San Francisco, CA: Poetry, Siege Engine of Love (30 Years’ War)
Pardon my Trebuchet* So many young fine ladies seem to cast their eyes at me, But all I do is sit here writing, waiting for Godot; I'm sure they … Keep Reading...
