Crowley : Writing

Instead of....

Instead of....

A Poem by Crowley


Taking the time to realize what I do havedoesn't come naturally, it's not instinctual.Eating a day in sugar packet increments,the calories are empty, ..
Through Your Eyes

Through Your Eyes

A Poem by Crowley


I am mesmerized by the way you described that tree,the one in your yard,the one with the triumphant soul,the graceful persona.Full of experience that ..
Sugar Baby

Sugar Baby

A Poem by Crowley


“Come on, try me.”She looked up from her phone, rolled her never ending eyes, and sighed a metric ton.“Only mouths are we. Who sings..
She Wrote the World

She Wrote the World

A Poem by Crowley


I liked to play tea partyAs soon as the laughter fadedThe other boys diminished to mere pinpointsThat’s when she wrote the dayEight years, three..
Can I See Your Room?

Can I See Your Room?

A Poem by Crowley


I awoke this morning to see that my globe was the size of a marble. My dictionary was open to the page where the word foreign would be. The definit..
Free

Free

A Poem by Crowley


Just thoughts...not autobiographical
Holbox Cuatro

Holbox Cuatro

A Poem by Crowley


Part 4 in musings from ny vacation.
First Ring

First Ring

A Poem by Crowley


I was hasty to have shared my feelings for youThe return on investment has been dismalBut, paying for emotional content on line can be riskyIf I fille..
Vacation

Vacation

A Poem by Crowley


These f*****g touristsI love them with all my heartI hate them like a drunken uncleFingering with cash...more pleasePretending to want to know meWhen ..
New vs You

New vs You

A Poem by Crowley


We trade the joy of nowFor the comfort of knownWhen comfort turns to sandAnd the morning lights our wayNew again meets us gushingWe go to bed two days..