Thomas B. Buckman : Writing

Darkcloud Morning

Darkcloud Morning

A Poem by Thomas B. Buckman


Making the possible, totally impossible.
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A Poem by Thomas B. Buckman


A new start perhaps...
The Revised Sorrow Series.. No.27

The Revised Sorrow Series.. No.27

A Poem by Thomas B. Buckman


This is everything about nothing. It is amazing what a little beer and boredom do to you.
Distracted.

Distracted.

A Poem by Thomas B. Buckman


I'm the good distraction..a retraction of the hard reality.I can tell you its alright,Keep you blindfrom the mortality that binds..I'm your love's ins..
Martyr, Martyr, Martyr

Martyr, Martyr, Martyr

A Poem by Thomas B. Buckman


I think it's a tad dark. I'm not this guy. If this poem relates to you, I hope you have someone to talk to. If you don't, let me know. Anyway..
Enough.

Enough.

A Poem by Thomas B. Buckman


Love Love thy neighbor. Make him suffer.. Thats not right? Chew whale blubber.. Make no sense? Neither do you.. With your gelled hair, and a b..
Gratitude

Gratitude

A Poem by Thomas B. Buckman


To Olivia
...Vicious.

...Vicious.

A Poem by Thomas B. Buckman


Wonder Wait Watch Want Think Toss Turn Bleed Burn Live Love Want Wait Think Toss Turn Bleed Burn No Sleep. Think Toss Turn ..
Parable

Parable

A Poem by Thomas B. Buckman


Human, Enigma.
Sphinx

Sphinx

A Poem by Thomas B. Buckman


Owed

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