Writing and Photography by Jeff E. Brown

© 2005-2023, Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.

Poetry

  • Dreamer

    I don’t dream. Should I be worried? Because I know my life Is not what it seems. Maybe it would be sweet To be lost in a world, Feeling love in some Blip of a dream. © 2023 Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.

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  • Weighty

    These smirking waistbandsAre no friends of mine.Pounds go upAnd the food goes down.Can’t keep it upOr I won’t stick around.Popping buttons laughAs I lose another shirt.I’d giggle tooIf it didn’t secretly hurt. © 2023 Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.

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  • Good Times

    We’d go swimming with the stingrays.We wanted to make the most of our days.We only drank the best whiskeys.We got so drunk we could barely see.I loved so many wonderful womenIt seemed like there was no end.Dying at fiftyWas alright with me. © 2023 Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.

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  • It’s Always Something

    Suntans and lube.Your hopes were high,But you said something despicable.It’s always something with you. Suits and skirts.Opportunities for advancement,But you had one too many scotches.It’s always something with you. Tuxedo and a wedding gown.Chintzy decorations and bold vows,But you shattered your true love.It’s always something with you. © 2023 Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.

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  • Party

    Kurdish dolls and analogiesAll in one room.Beverages to delightWith LEDs so bright.Bean bagsAnd droll friends.A party of sorts.The kind full of filthy, blistering retorts.Ashes and laughter.Sunrise signals the end.Take your bedraggled ass home.Sink into your bed, you weighty stone. © 2023 Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.

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  • Companions

    We’re the crossover episodeNobody ever asked for.Watched, but wished away.Like our parents did back in the day.“Go away, little one, go away.”It shouldn’t still hurt so much.But the pain is my constant companion.And I need one, no matter what.I can’t make it alone. The road ahead is unknown to all,But incredible hardship will be waiting.Waiting…

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  • Breathe

    Breathe in and release.Alive, yet so alone.This place feels so empty,Even as I look out on the teeming crowds.Perhaps it’s my genesOr the look of my face? I reach out and nobody’s there.I’m open to it allAnd expect so little in return.But my days endWith breathe and release.Breathe and hope against reality’s tide. © 2023…

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