A new poem, about moving on.. n' stuff. From my poetry book for April-June 2021, "Out of the Dark."
I didn't learn a new language or save the world, but here's a list of what I did during the pandemic to stop from going insane. Us single folks had it pretty rough. xx
"Blizzard in my Heart", by Brian Bolding. Written 3/28/21. From Poetry Book Jan-Mar 2021, "Persona Non Grata".
A poem by Brian Bolding. Originally written 11/1/20, during my big 6 month journal hiatus 🙂 It's a weird one about loneliness.
The following poem was written about 5 minutes ago. (Not kidding!) I've had many mixed feelings as far as this pandemic goes. I've cried, I've laughed, I've slept out of boredom, I've taken up walking the neighborhood with my dogs, I've thought every 5 minutes about Dad and how much I miss his phone calls,... Continue Reading →
I’m a little pup Here for the taking Wrapped up in a bow in a basket I’m a sex animal in the making I’m salivating wildly Here on all fours Oh baby touch me once Touch me twice, I’m all yours I’m a little angel With horns so sharp and pure I used to have... Continue Reading →
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 →