Crowley : Writing

The Day The Music Died

The Day The Music Died

A Poem by Crowley


Written a prompt of the painting by Dunkees. The painting is of the same title.
Missing the Point - A Self Portrait of the Occupation of Life

Missing the Point - A Self Portrait of the Occupat..

A Poem by Crowley


Filled with essential facts,your job, your child, the next Jesus Christ.Packed with the required universal knowledge,a merry-go-round smeared with Vas..
A letter to Nikki Blue

A letter to Nikki Blue

A Poem by Crowley


A Letter to Nikki BlueI had these thoughts about you last nightAbout jump the river, those long legsAbout the other boy’s, jealous name callingA..
The Dig

The Dig

A Poem by Crowley


The digI excavated in short quick burstsGasping for the next breathOnly enough to survive for the next three inchesKnees skinned, hands blistered, hea..
The Singer

The Singer

A Poem by Crowley


A little Tribute to Wallace Stevens
I Swear On My Mothers Grave

I Swear On My Mothers Grave

A Story by Crowley


I went to Iceland and it was so beautiful and kept seeing tons of rainbows. While it is said it is impossible to stand in a rainbow (physics and all),..
Kings of New England, An Open Letter To John Irving

Kings of New England, An Open Letter To John Irvin..

A Poem by Crowley


Sir,Just a note, short and to the point, to let you feel my longingFirst, the briefest mention of the bearsIt’s the bears, I am in love with the..
The Hoopoe Bird

The Hoopoe Bird

A Poem by Crowley


It’s the bird in meMad, mad Hoopoe BirdHardly flying, minding the burrowsPicking phrases like fat wormsSwallowing them wholeI wonder if a lightn..
The White Sheet Summers

The White Sheet Summers

A Poem by Crowley


From a recent prose poetry prompt at a writers workshop
Honey Hat

Honey Hat

A Poem by Crowley


I fumbled my way through the day, every dayCursing my hands of stoneWhen I don’t shake your handPlease don’t be offendedI am just saving y..