Steven Fleissner : Writing

August Existential

August Existential

A Poem by Steven Fleissner


Orange airStill shadowTime spareStill shallowThe sunThe skyThe smokeAnd strangers
The Cubist Birth

The Cubist Birth

A Poem by Steven Fleissner


Sorry about the maybe too-traditional gender roles portrayed in this one. My focus was multiple perspectives, simultaneously, of one event. A pretty s..
Daughters

Daughters

A Poem by Steven Fleissner


You are my daughters andI am your dad.We are family.You are strawberry preserves andI am the farms' butter.We are Comfort.You are shiny balloons andI ..
Breathe

Breathe

A Poem by Steven Fleissner


Breathe in Today, our journeyBreathe out Time, terminusBreathe in The song, eyes shiningBreathe out Separate and silentBreathe in The infinite, foreve..
Country Song

Country Song

A Poem by Steven Fleissner


Sometimes I squint to seeDistant, tiny specks in the rearview mirror that made me meNowCupped hand on browLookin' aheadSoft winds of changeHandwriting..
Shaka

Shaka

A Poem by Steven Fleissner


Kauai skyClouds lowBlue highPacific waves curl, crashBreeze brings placid breathsFlowing fronds clickUpside-down trees with a jungle blanket over thei..
Existential Observation

Existential Observation

A Poem by Steven Fleissner


Trimmer Edger Mower BlowerSisyphistic and cyclicalSomehow satisfying"Man likes to look at his woodpile"
One of the Seven Plots

One of the Seven Plots

A Poem by Steven Fleissner


I'm on a quest for the archetypes, trying to find our connection.
I Am Alive

I Am Alive

A Poem by Steven Fleissner


Desert driveFree meSlight flightFinally,Breathed sunshineTasted heatRetreat from the fictionOur agreed deceitThis Badland sculpture is making me Fear'..
Seven Stages of Man?

Seven Stages of Man?

A Poem by Steven Fleissner


We start as a boy, a ladloving his mom, his dad,who for the fortunate will pass the art of "gentleman"to prepare for a time when occasion may call.In ..