Poetry Collection

Poetry was one of the first forms of writing I fell in love with due it its obvious kinship with music.

Hi, I’m Rob. I’m a bunch of titles crammed into one man, I became a poet as a child, and now I’m taking it farther, in sharing here. I spend most of my time tending to my plants and my people. In the quiet moments alone, sitting still or on my bike, I find time to write.

Poem 12.23.21 – Note to self

Note to self. Come back to that. What’s wrong?!?It’s the flawsIt’s all that, raw. It’s the craws attached,Not the open Paw. Note to self. Come back to that. What’s wrong?!?It’s the flawsIt’s all that, raw. It’s the craws attached,Not the openPaw. As I stare in your face Its clearly lies + Race. It’s on theContinue reading “Poem 12.23.21 – Note to self”

Loading…

Something went wrong. Please refresh the page and/or try again.

Get new content delivered directly to your inbox.

%d bloggers like this: