"Blizzard in my Heart", by Brian Bolding. Written 3/28/21. From Poetry Book Jan-Mar 2021, "Persona Non Grata".
03.28.21 Blizzard in my Heart (Poem)
03.11.21 “Magnesium Blue” (Poem)
A poem by Brian Bolding. Originally written 11/1/20, during my big 6 month journal hiatus 🙂 It's a weird one about loneliness.
03.10.21 Marching On (Journal)
March is here. It's been a year. The pandemic is still with us, but hopefully not for long. I've got to stay strong...
03.07.21 “Being Endlessly Alone is a Selfless Task” (Poem)
Poem written on 3/7/21
7.12.20 July in Blue (Poem)
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 →
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 →
1.30.20 Each Man for Himself (Into The Great White Fizz). (Poem)
"Each Man for Himself (Into The Great White Fizz)" ~ YeT aNotHeR oRiginaL pOeM by Brian T. Bolding ~ Written on Thursday, 1/30/20 from 8:25 pm - 8:30 pm Enjoy! -BB- *** Each man for himself The ship is sinking The ship is… Put your memories up on that shelf And sail away into... Continue Reading →
12.9.19 The Clang of December (Poem)
"The Clang of December" by Brian Bolding © 2019 Pop Art Trash Productions *** *** Raining down Soaked in the insanity Of yet another full day of vanity It’s pasty white out there And people pass and go And don’t ever worry or care About one another Nobody looks after their brother It’s so sad it... 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.
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