Clockwork : Writing

Meditation in the Bucher Meeting House

Meditation in the Bucher Meeting House

A Poem by Clockwork


I’m parachuting through the thick Spindrift of cumulonimbus clouds Into a crater in the Montana Badlands. Every brea..
At the Moonlit Open-Mic

At the Moonlit Open-Mic

A Poem by Clockwork


Cedar wood and sage brush smolders In the rusting fire ring by the banks of A pond littered with pine needles. Plumes of smoke rise..
The Last Frontier

The Last Frontier

A Poem by Clockwork


The sky wears a coat of many colors As my brothers slumber without Blankets or traveling cloaks. We search for true north and the ..
Part-time Stripper

Part-time Stripper

A Poem by Clockwork


Found Poem from around the world in 80 days
Remembrances from Gethsemane

Remembrances from Gethsemane

A Poem by Clockwork


A found poem from Around the World in 80 Days
The Virgin

The Virgin

A Poem by Clockwork


A Found Poem
Our Star Spangled Banner

Our Star Spangled Banner

A Poem by Clockwork


We watched the sunrise through a Secondhand kaleidoscope and blew Smoke rings into the sky. We drank Kool-Aid on the banks of ..
And she gave me Salamanders

And she gave me Salamanders

A Poem by Clockwork


For Elaina
When I Talk about Your Son After Sex

When I Talk about Your Son After Sex

A Poem by Clockwork


Chew on this for awhile.
Fight Night

Fight Night

A Poem by Clockwork


They’re fighting again. The screams shake the walls of her bedroom. They sound like Pit Bulls biting and Tearing at one another..