It is dark.You are unaware that you are blinkered.It is loud.You are unaware that you are hearing.It is sour.Your are unaware that you are bitter.It is wet.You are unaware that you are bleeding.It is foul.You are unaware that you are unwashed. (c) Deano Parsons. 2020.
For just a moment Is it wrong to want to die? To avoid the pain That I’ve faced within my life? For just a moment Is it wrong to want to die? To avoid the hurt And the loss that makes me cry? For just a moment Is […]
Like standing in the rain on New Year’s Eve. Like picturing the perfect year ahead. Like the rain brought something hard to believe. Like a reality that I would dread. Like the rain falling so hard that it stings. Like the rain has also blurred my vision. Like […]
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Does Your Mother Know? A Horse With No Name It’s a Mystery Can You Feel It? I Walk The Line Life’s What You Make It Clap Your Hands I Predict A Riot Get Up Offa That Thing Pull Up to the Bumper Turn Back Time Surrender If Only […]
Trees restore me well. The rustle of leaves enchants. Factories pollute. (c) Dean G. Parsons. 2019.
I am reflecting over my current writing projects. One of them is a project that is turning out to be as enjoyable as it is challenging. Initially, the idea was for me to write a small collection of poetry related to my relationship with Parkinson’s Disease. […]
Nothing. Nascent note-maker’s nemesis. Scant. Seeking stark symbolism somewhere. Without. Where words wander while we wonder. Devoid. Daydream’s dance distances details. Block. Blinding badlands build bold barriers. Absent. Available art avoiding. Fix. Finding features for focused forethought. Method. Mindfully meet missing meaning. Outcome. Overcome obtuse obstructions. Create. Commission considered […]