BigBear

OLIVIA NEAL FROM ROSEWOOD MAKES HISTORY

Of the spectacle I know nothing, but of the soundI know the throb of air that shakes a foundation.I know the sound that keeps people alive, of hopethe strike of a match, the fizz continuing to burncup...
Posted by BigBear on Wed, 26 Mar 2008 08:00:00 PST

WHAT COMES OUT SIX MONTHS AFTER LEAVING GODDARD COLLEGE

I haven’t finished a poem in six months.Schedules jam up bottled sex driveschoking every tickle and thoughtful urge.I need Love to write this down, but todayLove’s a tangled pile of wires,...
Posted by BigBear on Wed, 26 Mar 2008 06:39:00 PST

Auction at The Stardust One: Like anyone ever should

My Dad called this morning to say he thought of me when, after his morning coffee, he noticed cars lined up and down the road in little Fillmore, NY for the sale of a rundown tavern and its contents. ...
Posted by BigBear on Sat, 08 Dec 2007 09:26:00 PST

IF YOU EVER STUMBLE INTO HUME, NY

You'll find one of my old homes on top of the hill behind Sterling's Grocery.There's an old cemetery in the back yard.It wasn't always so well groomed. Some yearsback, a young boy earned his Eagle Sc...
Posted by BigBear on Fri, 20 Apr 2007 01:22:00 PST

THE GAME OF LIFE IN THE DARK

The power rarely goes out in the daylight,or at least we never notice when it does.Under the light of four fat candles, my little orange car plugged with pink and blue pegsdrove forward to clicks of t...
Posted by BigBear on Fri, 20 Apr 2007 01:14:00 PST

Keep Your Head Down

KEEP YOUR HEAD DOWN Columbus 2005In the batter's box dig in,wipe the dirt and sweat from your eyes.Tune out zealous father's frequency,all the other boys and their hopeful chants.Look the pitcher sq...
Posted by BigBear on Sun, 11 Feb 2007 11:32:00 PST

Stardust Nights in Fillmore, NY

STARDUST NIGHTS IN FILLMORE, NYAt the Stardust 1 two wooden wagon wheels form a wall of blood shot eyes.The Kelly Mountain Boys wear big hats and KELLY MOUNTAIN BOYS shirts.Old men pick at steel strin...
Posted by BigBear on Sun, 11 Feb 2007 11:26:00 PST

A poem

DREAM HOMEOn the coast of Rockport with others beyond Bear Neck,salt water taffy and chocolate fudgepermeate the air, overtake salt water funk.My home is Victorian with shutters,built upon a rock like...
Posted by BigBear on Thu, 30 Nov 2006 04:27:00 PST

On Running and Bowling

It's a great relief to have my semester finished. People nearly died, especially me. One more to go! It's great to relax a bit and focus on songwriting. I love hanging with my little brothers.Earl...
Posted by BigBear on Thu, 30 Nov 2006 04:16:00 PST

I'm the screen, I work at night

Now we sleep another hour or get another hour or something. The sun blasts through the living room window and smacks my face where I sleep on the couch at six am. This seems new to me. Perhaps it's...
Posted by BigBear on Thu, 02 Nov 2006 05:52:00 PST