A new #poem for you... about being 46, single and feeling a little blue. As one does. "Jabberwocky blues" was written on January 13, 2022 in my poetry book for Jan-Mar 2022, 'New Season.' -BB
01.13.22 Jabberwocky Blues (Poetry)
12.18.21 The Edge of December (Journal)
So here we are! On the edge of December... on the verge of yet another new year. Can you believe it? In this month's journal, I talk about the fast pace of life I've become accustomed to lately. Enjoy!
3.25.20 Along For The Ride (Poem)
"Along For the Ride" by Brian Bolding Written on 3/25/20 In isolation at home in the chilly deserts in New Mexico... 10 days and counting! Being safe and, obviously, alone. (haha) Enjoy... BB ********************************* ********************************** Im just along for the ride I’m just sitting here On the sofa all by myself and lonely Getting... Continue Reading →
5.11.19 Birthday Week & Mother’s Day (Journal)
So I'm sitting at my parents' house on my final day of my week-long vacation home... I've had a great time, and I needed this trip so very much. I arrived last Sunday morning around 2 am and dove into bed... I had just driven my usual 8.5 hours but half of that was riddled... Continue Reading →
2.27.19 Miami (Journal)
So, it's nearing March. I can't believe it. They say time goes by faster the older you get. I now know what that means! So the sibs and I got together over a text convo after Christmas and decided that it was time for another family vacation. We threw some places out in discussing this...... Continue Reading →
11.15.18 The Holidays Loom & My Nanny (Journal)
So it's 10:00 pm on a Thursday night and I just realized... Thanksgiving and Christmas is literally right around the corner. In less than like a week, it'll be Thanksgiving. I honestly can't believe that. Every year, right after Halloween, I always freak out because as soon as you've got one good week under your... Continue Reading →
7.11.17 Igloo City (Poem)
Igloo City by Brian B. When I turn 50 I wanna be real nifty Write books about self pity And dwell in an igloo city. I wanna be real rich I wanna be real bitch I wanna help poor people And shit on the steeple. When I turn 85 Please make me... Continue Reading →
7.11.17 10:59 (Poem)
10:59 By Brian B. Looking over at the clock It’s 1159, it’s 1159 again Oh where did the time go Oh where has the day gone I wish I was smoking a big ass blunt Out on the front lawn Standing there chewing On tabacco and bacon Standing there sighing Realizing I’m completely butt... Continue Reading →
6.27.17 More Coffee Cups & Loneliness (Poem)
More Coffee Cups and Loneliness by Brian B Slurp Slurp Take another swig Of the neverending coffee cup that overflows with random ideas I cannot hide. Shrug Shrug I don’t wanna be lonely But at my age and living in a small town means I’ll probably be alone for awhile. As I look to... Continue Reading →
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