Poetry Created By Billy Batson
Poem: “Near My River’s End”
Remember when love was a hummingbird… floating on the waves of invisible wind… riding the riddles of an afternoon rain… defying the genius of gravity… when little songs, like wild…
Poem: “Better Than I Was…”
There’s an empty place… inside of me… a box hollow, a circle vacant… a cavern dark, a belly hungry… a pit bottomless… a now unattended… the past a mask… a…
Poem: “Liquefaction”
You stand at creation’s sacred shore… and stare out and over the ocean’s enormity… with nothing to size and compare it to… but the depth, the desert, of your own…
Poem: “Rapture”
She steps out of a magical, mystical dream… into the wet mist of a heavenly soft rain… gliding on poems and hymns of redemption… she moves into a moment of…
Poem: “Miles And Miles Of Nothing”
I’m old and used and weathered now… my face the inevitable story… of staring down the seething sun… screaming at the silent stars… spitting at the face on the moon……
Poem: “They’re Rolling Out The Cannons”
They’re rolling out the cannons across the cold corrupted ground. My dreams are like twigs beneath their heavy hungry wheels. Dogs bark, the moon bleeds, wolves eat their young. The…
