Tim Schulz : Writing

So Now I'm Old

So Now I'm Old

A Poem by Tim Schulz


Poem
keys

keys

A Poem by Tim Schulz


the keys tumble from my pocket, a clanging mess of twined metal and shapes that make no sense. I fumble with them in the dark, sensing with m..
two minutes

two minutes

A Poem by Tim Schulz


Letta lives her life two minutes at a time. but... the 90 years have not been unkind.
someone's theme song

someone's theme song

A Poem by Tim Schulz


It was 1998 when my uncle died. Mad cow disease from deer semen injections as a child. Or so some now speculate. I was just turned 40,lucky all my ..
million days

million days

A Poem by Tim Schulz


Jump starting long dormant writing with some cryptic thinking aloud. A minor experiment in word mechanics as well. Not sure I like the last stanza muc..
first hours

first hours

A Poem by Tim Schulz


Tiny first steps back.