Author Archives: tarringovaughan
A Capella
Their eyes sing to me like they are instruments whistling on these streets of A capella. Her smile is enough to make me sway as she stands in front of trees that doo wop in the vocalized winds of challenge. She is barely young but not old enough to be a woman. Yet she has […]
Argument With A Poet
Argument With A Poet As he studied my attention I refused to blink. He told me things about my- self I tried to keep hidden under a coffee stained American Eagle sweat shirt that found me on the Clearance rack. I told him to fuck off! But he continued to weave his words through my […]
A Street With No Exit
Heartbreak has had me afraid to travel down side streets where the possibilities of love were parked close to the curbs of my heart I was afraid of another flat tire leaving me stranded on the roads of loneliness with no one ever stopping to give me that lift I needed to refuel the engine […]
From The Shadows Of Curiosity
Although I believe homosexuality is something you’re born with, in my childhood years I really never thought of men sexually. It wasn’t until my years of puberty that I began to wonder about the adult man body. I always used the excuse to myself that I was just curious about how “big” I was going […]
Published – from the Public Journal of Literary Thought
My expression has been copyrighted by time. The greatest struggle I’ve had to face in my life has been finding a way to explore the many techniques of my own mind. I have visions no one else has but yet perhaps share in a different unique interpretation. And that’s what we are as poets: interpretations seeking […]
This Could Be Heaven
The clouds are combing the sky with the perfect radiance of blue; a clear blue that is shadowing down on this landscape of comfort. I am laying here, in the middle of this field of green watching the wind kiss the branches of time with a soft bliss. There is nothing on my mind except […]
A Poem With No Ending
Happiness is like a poem that never ends; it is the jazz splashing from the tears in eyes when the joy of a smile drowns the dampness of sadness; it is the tender touch of a kiss upon the forehead of synchronized heart from the smooth gentle lips of renewal when pain has drifted and […]
Butterfly Wings
flutter in front of my eyes causing my mind to stutter for just one moment as I gaze into the stillness of time watching this beautiful artistic creation of metamorphosis fly freely. A pretty black with traces of gold – wings the eyes of opportunity as they drift though the skies of a complicated […]
Time – from the Public Journal of Literary Thought
Somewhere within time, there is an answer. There was an older man who stood in front of a local storefront searching for truth. He had a handle on life as he gripped onto his walking stick tightly, a stick that supported the frame of his aging curiosity. Perhaps he was wise or just courageous but […]
There Will Be Tears
You came to me in a wide open dream of reflection as on this day my mind has lost all direction as I am missing you. You know I saw you today; I saw you today/ in traffic driving young toddlers to daycare. I saw the delight in your eyes just being a mother and […]