JOHNNY one of my best friends from diapers to levis both of us being scouted by major league scouts me a hard throwing lefty with a nasty curveball & johnny who had all the five tools they look for especially speed fastest mother fucker I ever saw small town politics got me kicked off the [...]
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Two Poems by F.N. Wright
Posted in F. N. Wright, tagged poetry on February 23, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
MY PHONE IS LONESOME TONIGHT by F.N. Wright
Posted in F. N. Wright, tagged poetry on June 12, 2010 | 1 Comment »
on the bed beside me waiting for a ring for me to pick it up dial a number any number lover ex-lover a friend anyone it doesn’t matter to my phone like me it misses the sound of a human voice especially a caring voice or the sound of one that once loved me but [...]
OUTSIDE by F.N. Wright
Posted in F. N. Wright, tagged poetry on April 18, 2010 | 2 Comments »
(FOR LUCINDA) outside my windows a symphony played all day & into the night soft rain with some thunder throughout the day ending as night brought stars dancing across the skies where lightning had played until the last rumble of thunder played its final note as if on cue a bullfrog began playing stand-up bass [...]
THE BLACK CAT by F.N. Wright
Posted in F. N. Wright, tagged poetry on January 28, 2010 | 3 Comments »
there is a black cat she’s a feral that has taken up residence outside my bathroom window suns herself on a long unused work out bench rusting away like an abandoned pickup truck in some farmer’s back forty low crawls her sway-back ass when on the prowl green eyes as sexy as any woman’s I’ve [...]
TAXI DRIVER FROM TUCSON by F.N. Wright
Posted in F. N. Wright, tagged poetry on December 1, 2009 | 3 Comments »
I returned from Nam & my wife divorced me so I bought a “hog” & somehow ended upside down in Tucson living with a Mexican girl who was trying to teach me Spanish while I drove a taxi in Tucson the girl & I smoked Bull Durham & cheap Mexican weed, drank mucho tequila & [...]
ZEN POUND DOG by F.N. Wright
Posted in F. N. Wright, tagged FN Wright, poetry on October 16, 2009 | 3 Comments »
he sits in the back of his cage an inscrutable smile upon his dog face as he contemplates his navel the serenity of his aura permeates throughout the animal shelter & beyond “does master walk dog or does dog walk master?” a miniature hotei sits peacefully in a nearby garden smiling.
ANGOLA PRISON BLUES by F.N. Wright
Posted in F. N. Wright, tagged poetry on July 26, 2009 | 2 Comments »
the sounds of a song brings back painful memories I try to shut out but I can’t the feeling of complete sadness reliving the past as I try to pave over it the sun falls off the edge of my life I run after it but can’t catch it [...]
