May 8, 2020


by Steve J. Burkett (author's profile)



forgotten dreams

a handful of idiots
have wandered in
off the streets
wearing their egos
over their shoulders
like leather trench coats
reading their poetry
from printed copies
somewhere deep
in the shadows
of their minds
drug and alcohol
endured memories
of a time
when they believed
in a dream
they cannot remember.

Steve Burkett 4/17/20

into the dark

it was dark
when I awoke
this morning
I laid there
listening to the sound
that fill my cell
listening for the sound
of your breathing
sounds of your heart
standing half asleep
on the toilet
I hear drops
falling into water
looking out my window
I see us rushing away
into the blackness.

Steve Burkett 4/17/20


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sona186 Posted 1 year ago. ✓ Mailed 1 year ago   Favorite
Thanks for writing! I just wanted to let you know that someone is reading and appreciating the poetry you write. You have a beautiful voice that shows through in the way you paint pictures with your words. All the best to you, hope you're staying healthy. (May 8, 2020)

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