Jon Roggie : Writing

Bittersweet

Bittersweet

A Poem by Jon Roggie


There is a reason I keep coming back.Might as well be a stalker. I am talking about this site.When I get a chance to read, I find something.Tonight, t..
Talking is easy

Talking is easy

A Poem by Jon Roggie


Starting the conversation,now that be a bit harder.Keeping your attention? I must take a look.Simplest is not always better.Conniving for a moment of ..
See it

See it

A Poem by Jon Roggie


I am going to try to be descriptive.Neil Young concert.Billed as the third best garage band.Now, I have to mention the audience.Two guys snorting some..
Why do you look?

Why do you look?

A Poem by Jon Roggie


I have already said I ramble.I am just trying for a simple vent.This adds a touch of going public.Words are simplistic, and probably contrived.Some of..
When you look at time

When you look at time

A Poem by Jon Roggie


It depends on what you remember.I am going to sound like such an a*****e.It all comes back, and honestly, I wish it didn't.Memories covered with nost..
I have been doing it wrong

I have been doing it wrong

A Poem by Jon Roggie


I can't find the balance.Inspiration versus creation.Frustration is setting.Sure, I could pawn off some simple words, but they don't matter.Words sho..
Honesty rather than a glib tongue

Honesty rather than a glib tongue

A Poem by Jon Roggie


I must admit, I run with a title.The words just feel proper, and damn if I know where they came from.I guess this is another how to write bit.Either w..
Musical moments

Musical moments

A Poem by Jon Roggie


I must start this with a bit of sadness. I missed out on a great concert.I know, nothing life shattering, but it would have been grand.Three days fee..
How am I supposed to be a hermit in California?

How am I supposed to be a hermit in California?

A Poem by Jon Roggie


Sure, some will take this as a joke, and I admit there is a bit of humor.First, I have a couple more decades of responsibilities.Damned by social res..
A stone garden

A stone garden

A Poem by Jon Roggie


Tending one of plants, it may be easier.The pruning of the limbs, and plucking out the weeds.Choices are easier.Working with the sands, and the stones..