This poem was also submitted to me for the Neighbor House Poetry Reading. Neighbor House is a non-profit serving the homeless/needy in Northern Orange County, NC.
Drive-by
Terri Kirby Erickson
Pacing the sidewalk, a woman in dark,
dusty clothes, hair hanging in greasy strings
beside her bloated cheeks, carries a cardboard
sign that says, help me, scribbled in red
crayon. [...]
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Bruce Whealton: On Being A Poet and Other Existential Ideas- Speechless – poem by Bruce Whealton March 10, 2010Speechless Shyness can be like writer’s block and vice versa… There are times like this, right now, when I know, I have something to say. I can feel it… The desire is strong and yet, I feel speechless… nothing comes out, It’s almost like I lost my capacity to use language. And all I have is this internal dialog. I go to write something and some critical voic […]Bruce Whealton
- A Cold State of Being March 10, 2010A Cold State of Being Winter hangs on in bare skeletal trees in cold nights, in the south, in March. It hangs on within me like a state of being and I cannot help but doubt if there will be warmth and life within me ever again. You can find my poetry by me at: http://brucewhealton.us Tags: Bruce Whealton, poetry by Bruce Whealton, Word Salad Poetry Magazine […]Bruce Whealton
- Recent Poetry/Music Event in Carrboro, Near Chapel Hill March 3, 2010Well, I meant to write something about the event that we had at the Looking Glass, 601 West Main Street in Carrboro. It has taken me till now to really write something about the event… no reason, it just happened like this. Anyway, I am interested in seeing more events in the Chapel Hill area [...] […]Bruce Whealton
- The event that almost never happened March 2, 2010It was so embarrassing. I wanted this to happen. I wanted to have a poetry event (and music event). So, I thought I’d have to make it happen. That’s crazy! I’m not a person to host events. I’m profoundly shy. Oh, I know… I’m just saying that. [...] […]Bruce Whealton
- Shy poet hosts event at the Looking Glass in Carrboro March 2, 2010Hosting a Poetry and Music Event – It seemed impossible Shy and Terrified! What was I thinking? That was going through my mind Saturday the 27th of February, 2010. Hosting an event! Being MC! This is insane! To say I was nervous is quite an understatement. It was a little embarrassing. [...] […]Bruce Whealton
- Hunger in America – email forwarded to me February 28, 2010I am on the Board of Neighbor House of Hillsborough, which serves the homeless and needy in Northern Orange County, NC. I just read some information that I wanted to post. I wonder sometimes about what is appropriate to post on this blog that is titled, “On Being a Poet and Other Existential [...] […]Bruce Whealton
- Just Jeff Presents his ideas at St. Andrews February 28, 2010This is the next in the series of articles about the poetry reading that was part of the Fortner Writers’ Forum at St. Andrews Presbyterian College. I wanted to present Jeff Wyatt in this post. I have a number of photos of Jeff that I wanted to share. As in the other [...] […]Bruce Whealton
- at the Fortner Writers’ Forum at St. Andrews Presbyterian College Part 2 February 28, 2010The event began with the first poet, Joe Miller, pictured below. Joe began with a few poems from his collection entitled “Got Chicken?” which is also featured on the shirt he is wearing. Bruce Whealton then shared his poetry with the audience. He is pictured below. Tags: Bruce Whealton, poetry by Bruce Whealton, Poetry events Related posts No [...] […]Bruce Whealton
- Poets Joe C. Miller, Bruce Whealton and “Just Jeff” Wyatt Appear at St. Andrews Part 1 February 27, 2010Wilmington based poets Joe C. Miller, Bruce Whealton and “Just Jeff” Wyatt were featured at the Fortner Writers’ Forum at St. Andrews Presbyterian College Thursday night beginning at 8 p.m. This was a great honor for myself, Bruce Whealton. I really enjoyed the event and felt I had one of my best readings [...] […]Bruce Whealton
- A Final Solution – poem by Bruce Whealton February 5, 2010A Final Solution I sat down tonight with my friend Despair… we spoke for hours and hours… I was hypnotized As the night drew onward he became more passionate He had a plan, a solution - a final plan, as it were. Yet, I couldn’t go through with it. I was scared, confused, didn’t have the stomach for it… slowly over time he just faded away, like an apparition. […]Bruce Whealton
- Speechless – poem by Bruce Whealton March 10, 2010
