I doubt …
With a certainty oversized
I doubt …
these words will linger
past the curtain call.
Still…
I sing with vigor
Crafting a closing squall
Which…
Will be a trigger
To a sense of calm
by Thomas Typewriter
mortality
“A Steamy Shower” by Thomas Typewriter – a new poem
poetryLife as a cloud of steam
A puff
A vapor
Sliding past my fingers regardless of grip
Tighter fingers
Softer fists
Unconcerned participation
Concentrated efforts
Leaving behind not the larger
A small beading of wetness
A fleeting heat
Leaving behind a mirror with no reflection
-by Thomas Typewriter
“Dear Death…” – a new poem by Thomas Typewriter
poetryPlease Death, give my parents one more day.
They’ve yet to apologize.
They’ve yet to change.
Do not take them away until
I hear new things said
Give them one more day
As many as it takes
I don’t mind the wait.
a new poem: “The Never Generation” by Thomas Typewriter and Jason Arcand
poetryI am alone but not lost
From role to role
My soul freely flows
In dawn, in dusk
We are not separate but only briefly lost.
Too small for our roles,
Exchanging vessels till they fit
In forest, in night
I draw forth.
In ocean, in day
A pattern larger than our eyes
An unheard sound vibrates forever
Across one thousand talking fingers
Across one generation never more
Thomas Typewriter 