Tim Schultz : Writing

Blood Brothers

Blood Brothers

A Poem by Tim Schultz


When the world takes you over, remember who you were.
Asphodel

Asphodel

A Poem by Tim Schultz


This daffodil, not yet bloomed, Will erupt in a mass of gas and dust, Emitting a loud boom, ultimately, Being heard by the Universe: Becom..
Fog

Fog

A Poem by Tim Schultz


Fog Fog Covers The trees Leaving Them to be Seen Only when Observed Up Close
Before We Parted

Before We Parted

A Poem by Tim Schultz


Before we parted,I sprayed your cigarettesWith my cologne--So you would think of meOn smoke breaksIn alley ways,Between brick walls,Trapped.And soThe ..
Her Happiness

Her Happiness

A Poem by Tim Schultz


Does your happiness send people away?
If I Never Awoke

If I Never Awoke

A Poem by Tim Schultz


That's life, man.
The Creek of Dixie

The Creek of Dixie

A Poem by Tim Schultz


I wrote this in a forest preserve while observing a controlled burning, sitting next to my favorite creek. It won 2nd in the Florence B. Palmer poetry..
Etiam in Morte, Perdurat Amor

Etiam in Morte, Perdurat Amor

A Poem by Tim Schultz


Even in Death, Love Prevails
The Bale Box

The Bale Box

A Poem by Tim Schultz


What would you find in your box?
Big Blue Mighty

Big Blue Mighty

A Poem by Tim Schultz


I thought she was deep, but she acts shallow. I hope she thinks of me often.

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