Atlantean Wavelengths
I suppose I have to announce that I have a new poetry book out. Yes, at only 37 pages in length, Atlantean Wavelengths is a rather compact volume. However, it is condensed and (in my opinion) substantially better quality than much longer works I have released previously. With a few font and spacing tricks I […]
Discussing Skytrain to Nowhere on The Stark Truth
The beginning of the end of all that is good
The Beginning of the End of All That is Good By Brandon Adamson When I was a child, things in life would be good for a long while, and then it would end(my goodness!) As a young teenager, things would end just as they were getting good, or so my feeble mind wagered at the […]
Workout Routine
Workout Plan By Brandon Adamson (circa 2004) Some girls are all about wishing things would’ve worked out or wondering why things didn’t work out don’t work out won’t work out or if only this or that then things could’ve worked out. It’s as if instead of working things out and things working out all they […]
The Great Plains
I’ll take mine plain- plain jane plain clothes what’s that? you’re eating it plain? how I love… the great plains turn my heart into a flood plain of pain, the plain…the plain! from my 2008 book SideQuests
Out of his Shell
Out of His Shell by Brandon Adamson Just recently, I’ve come to the realization that I must have missed out entirely on the whole “being a man” thing. you know, just skipped right over it. I think I went straight from boy to “shell of a man.” From my 2008 book, SideQuests
Looking Beyond Redemption
Beyond Redemption by Brandon Adamson “The Longest Road is the Road to Redemption”, read the caption of a car advertisement that caught my eye as I was flipping through the pages of an airline magazine while flying high at one of the low points in my life. It really runs true. Often times the road […]
The Boy and the Painting of a Treehouse
The Boy and the Painting of a Treehouse by Brandon Adamson This is the true story of a boy that dreamed up a boy(his imaginary self) who often stared at the painting of a treehouse, a painting of a treehouse, that if only he could have(the treehouse), he would never come out. And all of […]
Amidst a Misogynist
Amidst a Misogynist Brandon Adamson In the thick of the mix of the blitz of awe and beauty of beauties, we have it would seem a misogynist amidst. Every red blooded man has one, somewhere, perhaps within reason and his ability to do so… a sense of hopelessness tendency toward bitterness over the missed and […]
a poem for the ages
Out of Me oh, what will it takes not to make the leap from patience to a patient. when one can’t catch a break can’t buy a bucket, my luck at the slots of a lot in life is worse than the licentious howlers that suck it -Brandon Adamson