Joseph B Clipper : Writing

QUARTERMOON

QUARTERMOON

A Poem by Joseph B Clipper


LONGING
THE LAST CHILDREN OF GOD

THE LAST CHILDREN OF GOD

A Story by Joseph B Clipper


A MANS ODYSSEY OF SURVIVAL
peace came to the land

peace came to the land

A Poem by Joseph B Clipper


and it came to passfor once at lastpeace came to the landonce it was saidthat we would soon be deadthen peace came to the landif the gods can hear mel..
the sky's are all the same

the sky's are all the same

A Poem by Joseph B Clipper


the skys are all the sameblue eyes don't see anything any differentbabies are born equally innocentI want connections not parallelsi'm talking about o..
mama

mama

A Poem by Joseph B Clipper


for my mama
ALL TOO EASILY BORED

ALL TOO EASILY BORED

A Poem by Joseph B Clipper


TEEN ANGST
the last time i saw u

the last time i saw u

A Poem by Joseph B Clipper


The last time I saw youthere was something in your eyesthat took root and began to growI started dreaming the dreamers delightsthe last time I saw you..
ITS UNDERSTOOD

ITS UNDERSTOOD

A Poem by Joseph B Clipper


whenever I look into her eyesI need not wonder whywhy my baby never says a wordwhenever i'm in her armsI never hear alarmsthat's not the sound that's ..
run for god

run for god

A Poem by Joseph B Clipper


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Compartment 114
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