Waking Mind
Waking Mind You clank when you walk, as if you were a rototiller on edge tearing ditches into public roadways
Author: R. Jay Hoffman
Ronald Hoffman is an artist and poet from West Michigan. Under the pen name Barnabas Collins he is the author of the chapbook of verses called The Ballads of Barnabas Collins. His art is illustrative of the human condition as told through Jungian archetypes and can be seen at www.facebook.com/rjhoffmanart.
He hails from snowy West Michigan. As a songwriter and player, also under the pen name Barnabas Collins, his music project, Roaming Snyder, produced a self titled hard rock instrumental in 2013, as well as the lp Autumn Years in 2015.
“I see the child as father of the man, and as a fifty year old can see the symbols of my youth writ large upon my theater of reality.”
Dead Shoes
I step in dead shoesclay feet with toes of stonebones grind beneath my feet I stand and pause between pacingsa
Who said I Could Fly?
The man on the drug ad looked as though he were made up by a mortuary cosmetologist; walked like a
Stuck in a Groove
I was born in the mid 1960’s in the second largest city of any state in the midwest. I was
A Parting Shot from J. Arthur Quibblestones
I can’t speak for woman. I am not woman. I can imagine being a woman but that would be only
Friendship From a Godly Farm Man
I gave you my friendship, spared you no dime. shared my spirit unselfishly and overlooked yours for years. And when
To the Slaughterhouse
No one is home, or maybe they arethey’re just not answeringwe cannot connect fingersacross the electronic divide data mines data
Eddie Sees TV Faces
Eddie sees TV faces when he looks at us. When he sees himself in a mirror he sees himself on
He is Standing Next to You in Line
-Old but a “when are you going to grow up” old. That’s what he is. Still light on his feet
Thick Books of Poetry
Thick books of poetry are dauntingseemingly taunting from behind their coversraising phrases that could’ve been yoursbut pushed by others we
