Traxler : Writing

Gold

Gold

A Poem by Traxler


Now I might be speaking gibberish In clouds engulfed by neck bones Spine tingling from basins bellows Wipe this clean This slate This canvas pa..
The Artist

The Artist

A Poem by Traxler


In the land he saw a mountain Bland as desert fields And atop he saw a fountain with the brush he came to yield Above the sands and dunes Where..
French

French

A Poem by Traxler


Let us go then you and I When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a two way mirror shattered by morning breath May we trot around the pl..
Blue

Blue

A Poem by Traxler


About the rain
One

One

A Poem by Traxler


A farmhand in the sun rolls up his daily sleeve A fisherman floats and ventures to the daily sea The men have in common, the same air to breathe Th..
We Were Foreigners

We Were Foreigners

A Poem by Traxler


We were foreigners We explored the river beds Panning gold with diamond plates Ran rapid through the rapids Riding clouds from place to place ..
Somewhere Past the Atmosphere

Somewhere Past the Atmosphere

A Poem by Traxler


Somewhere past the cliffs In the diamond studded sea Is the maritime mists Is where I plan to be I want you, and everything you've ever seen ..
Skyline

Skyline

A Poem by Traxler


Through the echoes of a soft accordion Playing tremors on a fortnight Came a rain soaked magician Pulling rabbits behind curtains Flying doves o..
When I'm Drowning

When I'm Drowning

A Poem by Traxler


I do my finest thinking when I'm drowning, so catch me nose deep in your sea swells Inhaling salts and complacency When enough is enough ill retu..