Retrospective

TERRY BOWDEN

Concession to Paradise
Dedication to Mischief
DISINTERROGATION
Hunched in a corner at odds with the tide
In the days of old when your lights were gold
I sharpened up my rhyming sticks
My guts too bleed
Poet's Lullaby

EDDIE KYLE

Beyond Love
Devils and Soldiers
It was a while ago when we first met,
She
She sits there upon the window sill
Toys
Whenever I kneel down and pray to the Lord above
I have a bigger toy than you, I do

Age does not cripple, but the loss of mind,
Declination
 Don't speak, don't ever 
Envy
Frail as a bone 
hair today, gone tomorrow
Headlines
I am
i am the spray of thought
I stand here, in the wings, 
Morning
Muzzle
My sister, raped and beaten
Ode to an Ayatollah
Progress
Promise
some things stay
There used to be cranes, I remember
This new day seems to curve her polished grey
Writing a Letter in a new
You grip me, Morning, with a fist of plans