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 …
how do i tell you how do i tell you that i never meant to cause your ache i never meant to rob the moon from your sky and yet now i’m starless far removed from any good i possessed. how do i tell you the only good thing is for you …
spinnin’ the greatest hits from the barflypoet yesterday and today! #tbt dreaded dates one more minute before midnight; one more shot slammed back my mourning carried over to another long year. #barflypoet #josephapinto © Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved. Poetry served to you raw and unedited …
soulmate i will die with you in my heart your name upon my tongue. #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 …
excuse me, i was writing there there is nothing worse than someone inadvertently stealing your chair while you’re taking a piss and the residue of their mojo ruining your groove. #barflypoet #josephapinto © Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved. Poetry served to you raw and unedited from the moment crafted; all …
ask yourself, what was the cost? tonight there will be no words no tender crafting of stanzas tonight you have lost all your magic; tonight you have lost. #barflypoet #josephapinto © Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved. Poetry served to you raw and unedited from the moment crafted; all poetry …
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. …
