Poem written on 3/7/21
03.07.21 “Being Endlessly Alone is a Selfless Task” (Poem)
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 →
02.23.20 Under the Guise of Ocean Blue Eyes (Poem)
"Under the Guise of Ocean Blue Eyes" - By Brian Thomas Bolding Written 2.23.20 *** Under the guise Of ocean blue eyes Ill make you do Things that I want you to Under the promise That my name is Brian Thomas Vicious and cruel – Scathing and mean I don’t mean to be a fool... Continue Reading →
12.5.19 Permafrost (Poem)
"Permafrost" By Brian Bolding © 2019 Pop Art Trash Productions Frozen to the bone No wonder I’m alone Left barren and naked Shackled at the feet Left to waste in the desert Frazzled from the heat Let’s get some closure here I’m not the one you fear It should be you, big shock... Continue Reading →
11.19.19 Chalkhills (Poem)
"Chalkhills" By Brian Bolding © 2019 Pop Art Trash Productions **** Gliding through the chalkhills Like ghosts, prancing around No legs beneath our knees Just pure white sheets and glistening white faces Candlelit and frozen, walking along in a uniform way The fields afire like illustrated comic strips Black and white and the sadness Is rubbing... Continue Reading →
11.19.19 An Art Gallery in SoHo. (Poem)
"An Art Gallery in Soho" Walking along Hands in the air Laughing out loud Just look at our hair We’re movie stars We’re creative beings We’re wonderful And we’ve got wings Picture perfect In every way No matter what The critics say. 11.7.19 11 pm thu bb.
9.23.19 Autumn’s Wind (Poem)
She carried me over on a wild gust Of dead brown leaves and desert dust She handed me off to higher powers And doused me in her dirty smelling rain showers The ebb and flow of who you are and what you know Seem to fade away As soon as tomorrow is... Continue Reading →
8.6.19 Call Waiting (Poem)
"Call Waiting" By Brian Bolding 8/6/19 // Dad, I tried to call you last night Did you hear the phone ring? I just wanted to hear your voice Were you listening? Dad, I was waiting for you To give me that phone call To tell me all about your latest great big fall...... Continue Reading →
7.30.19 Resonating Still (Poem)
There's an odd aura around him And his eyes are open but he can't see My Dad's not in there, I can't stop crying I feel his spirit wanting to be free Resonating, shining through He misses us already and he's preparing to leave, too. He's resonating still, here or there if you... Continue Reading →
5.24.19 Another Space for Someone New (Poem, May 2019)
Another Space for Someone New I know I need Another space for someone new But how can I Go on when I’m without you I know I need Another face or new hairdo But how can I Even get up out of bed Even get up out of bed When the world is spinning... Continue Reading →
Ballistik Coffee Boy. 