spinnin’ the greatest hits from the barflypoet yesterday and today! #tbt it hasn’t escaped her sometimes she gets lost in the cool shade beneath her trees eclipsed in the tales of two men one she wakes to every morn the other still attached an ethereal cord from many years grown long. …
for the first time in maybe never, i’m sharing a poem that i just wrote (last night). normally my writing sessions last several hours and i’ll kick out a ton of poems at a clip. they’ll sit in my notebook until at some point i type and store them permanently into my hard drive …
barometric you’ve created all the pressure inside your head, she told me. meanwhile for years i weathered her storms eroded piece by piece along my shore. #barflypoet #josephapinto © Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved. Poetry served to you raw and unedited from the moment crafted; all poetry is older …
sepulcher every glance every breath i dig you deep deeper. #barflypoet #josephapinto © Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved. Poetry served to you raw and unedited from the moment crafted; all poetry is older work and chosen at random unless otherwise noted. listen to this poem ‘Scotch and …
the hand we are dealt it is simply the hand we are dealt that we must accept so cry stand, you say. no hit me, for i am tired of this stagnant state hit me and let the deck fall as it may twenty-one ways to dying can’t be all that bad. …
bruised apple father watches son haunted by thoughts he may follow in his footsteps. #barflypoet #josephapinto © Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved. Poetry served to you raw and unedited from the moment crafted; all poetry is older work and chosen at random unless otherwise noted. listen to this poem …
happiness doesn’t last that shadow and the lips curl into a sneer— it was only a matter of time until you betrayed me again. #barflypoet #josephapinto © Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved. Poetry served to you raw and unedited from the moment crafted; all poetry is older work and chosen …
don’t return he writes a letter: crumple me up throw me away and if found don’t return to sender. #barflypoet #josephapinto © Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved. Poetry served to you raw and unedited from the moment crafted; all poetry is older work and chosen at random unless otherwise …
the night weeps lonely is the wolf to whom its moon is lost. #barflypoet #josephapinto © Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved. Poetry served to you raw and unedited from the moment crafted; all poetry is older work and chosen at random unless otherwise noted. listen to this poem …
spinnin’ the greatest hits from the barflypoet yesterday and today! #tbt a few years, i reached out to readers and asked quite literally for their pain. long before i became a reiki master teacher, and long before it became clear i was an intuitive empath, i knew i had the ability to …
