Jon Roggie : Writing

Picture the ice

Picture the ice

A Poem by Jon Roggie


Excuse me for a moment.I am going through a process.Trying to redact a bit of pain.Crops up now and then,and I can only try.There you are.Spread you a..
Not what you might think

Not what you might think

A Poem by Jon Roggie


You just have to step back, and look at yourself.Why not be the judge?With an honest eye, you know better than most.No one else really knows.No excus..
Struggling with translation

Struggling with translation

A Poem by Jon Roggie


It just catches your eye.You just want to know!Try to find out the meaning, but it is not quite there.Feel like a kitten playing with a ball of yarn.P..
How am I supposed to be serious?

How am I supposed to be serious?

A Poem by Jon Roggie


Really, it is only a passing fancy.I am a trickster. Passing a joke along with a stone like face.Sure, I see what is going on, but how can any of you ..
Experience

Experience

A Poem by Jon Roggie


Does experience matter?Granted, it does give an insight, but that is only a view.Case in point, walking through the dessert, middle of the night.Hear ..
Dirt under my fingernails

Dirt under my fingernails

A Poem by Jon Roggie


I hope it is dirt. Never know when you rummage around.Sometimes, you have to get dirty.Dig through history, and hard to tell what you might find.Raise..
Glimpse in the fog

Glimpse in the fog

A Poem by Jon Roggie


Ever wonder what you have seen?It does pass by so quickly.No time to debate, and the moment is gone.Still, we gaze into the fog, and can't help but p..
It is only a phase

It is only a phase

A Poem by Jon Roggie


Yeah .....How many times have we heard that one?We may change our hair, and hopefully style of clothing, but we are still the same little kids.Believ..
rose petals and orange blossoms

rose petals and orange blossoms

A Poem by Jon Roggie


you ever do some yard work?looks pretty from a distance, but get a little closer.roses have thorns, and the blossoms draw bees.touch of danger, even i..
I have nothing

I have nothing

A Poem by Jon Roggie


Let me be honest, I am grasping.The words are there, and so are the stories.I just feel a filter.Something stops me.So many fragile people...Unable to..


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