Category: Poems

Some mornings it’s politics
Other mornings it’s religion
Or poverty or race or Trump
Today it was dog poop

-T. Weeks
(A response to coffee conversations)

First to tell
First to forget
First to forgive
First to blame
First to ask
Last to thank

-T. Weeks
(Thinking about my number one)

Spaceman
Floating
Solo mission
To the edge
Keeps a diary
For whom?

-T. Weeks
(A response to Buster Scruggs)

Two thousand eighteen
Smashed everything to pieces
Here we come nineteen

-T. Weeks
(A response to a crazy year)

Dog walking
Rain falling
Tom Petty playing, the Wildflowers album
Hearing some songs for the first time
Rain soaking through the jacket
Rain dripping from hair to cheek
Fingers freezing
Dog walking
Flying fast from street to street
Absent smiling at other walkers
Dog pooping where they can see
My shit is hiding
Choosing left or home
Going left
Morning baptizing us both

-T. Weeks
(A response to a morning walk with the dog)

Sun soaked and rest wrung
The puma wakes and unwinds
Cabled shoulders restrung
Jaws yawning wider than the sky
Inhaling the whole world
Snow-capped volcanic fist
Jet stream surfing hawk
Postured antlered elk
A new dance every time
Dangerous and strong
The puma listens for the beat

-T. Weeks
(A response to a Christmas present)

Stiff statues dance
Psychedelic shadows
Spray the walls
Twist into form
Tumble out again
Recite choreography
Sketch fuzz
Busk for two cents
No sense anywhere
Not quite nonsense

-T. Weeks
(A response to a morning without coffee)

Viscous vicious voracious
In the blue belly of horror
Where monsters swim
Lash laugh leave and return
Maybe see them
Or worse not
Unstoppable either way
Between here and safety a distance
A despair all its own
Too far too murky
Not even stories survive this
Death and pain and mystery
Swallowed thoughtlessly

-T. Weeks
(A response to fears)

Steel-chord stories
Roll the floor
Paint the walls
Drop the ceiling
Dead-man space-time
Capoed to now

-T. Weeks
@life_immense
(A response to tonight’s u-turn)

What are you looking for?
Happiness, said the traveler
Well where is your curiosity?
Haven’t seen it, replied the traveler
Oh. Well good luck then.

-T. Weeks
(A response to a lazy Sunday)