Narrative

Bleed
J. Allen Hewitt

Gasp for me, wretched sack of foul rot,
Deviant creature of...

Rose on a night still young,
Like the clove of an orange,
That glowing half moon.
...

Breathe on beat
Have to compete
No such defeat
Can not complete
The goal to...

The words, blurred, not really clear, just dripped ink, from one line it begins, one line to the end...

The world we live in is so cold
so bold
so wrong
I'm no poet I'm just speaking...

Dark is the night, as I wait patiently for the delivery of my novel
The trees whisper, in my...

They’re not the best
All the time
But
They are the best
When it’s time
...

I

You were born, I recall,
on the same day
that snow melted,
and blossoms...

My mother told me
Son “one day you will meet a girl
And she would be your heaven
In...

I am two face
I will always be him
To live I create my own sorrow
To sleep I make my...

“All men have stars, but they are not the same things for different people...You alone will have stars as...

They tell me to pray lord,
For you to save me from myself.
They warn me of forbidden fruit...

Tears heal
words disappear
But bruises don't
they stay
Stay for time
...

Wave upon wave of
Muddied darkness crash upon
The foreboding cliffs of the
Narrow...

The nursery walls began to glow, come alive even
Animals began taking form, gray geese streaming...

Lamps flicker on in sequence,
nudged awake by the dusk that
settles on a low ceiling of...

Not as gorgeous as swans
Boosting longer life to swans
Not born a beauty
Yet enjoy a...