Dan Roark

I was going through old files and folders when I found manuscripts I had forgotten about. This poem is one of those.

As The Rain Came

A rhythmic, steady

beating on the roof,

An ancient

timeless tribal ritual –

He’d…

Cyndy and I are at our good friend Sally’s house in Colorado. Doing the same thing we’ve done since before the pandemic – nothing outside the house but the essentials. We did drive to Denver to see places where her…

Isolated Jester

When days have no meaning

They run end to end,

Stylistic abortion,

an end to begin.

Walls behind curtains –

Doorways to pain,

Neon paths to nightlife,

shine dull in the rain.

Laughter from a woman,

Rings in…

Mr. Dramatic’s Attic Attack

Two steps forward

One step back,

Gave Mr. Dramatic

An attic attack.

His mind is reeling

Because someone came in.

Vow of silence

broken again.

New changes, new habits

Become the same old routine,

Unless the…

Mr. Dramatic

Mr. Dramatic

Came down from his attic,

Putting misfortune at bay.

He stood on the front porch

And announced to the crowd,

“I’ve said all I have to say.”

“I ran for the laughter,

Away from the tears,

…

Okay, in the mountains it’s called a boulder. Some places in Texas we call it a pebble. Other places we call it a rock. In still other places we would call it a hill and build an overpass over it…

My wife, Cyndy, came home from volunteering at the local market. She looked at me and said, “You have to write a song called Goat Yoga and a Stolen Kubota.” I said, “let’s do it!,” because it was weird enough…

Rest gently, ye suffering servant,

You suffer no more.

The walls of the church

mourn your passing with moans,

groans amid quiet smiles.

Rest gently, ye suffering servant,

You suffer no more.

You are gone, ye good Samaritan,

Gone from…

Good question, thank you for asking. More waiting, I’m afraid. Waiting for the single to be released. Waiting for the time when live music becomes common again. I’m in no hurry if health is at issue.

The reason I am…

Good Morning Gorgeous

Did I tell you that you were the most beautiful…

Wait, I said that already,

Did I tell you that you were the only one….

Wait, said that too.

Did I tell you that I…

Boy I…

I will be playing for about half an hour at 6 p.m. (CT) this evening (6/19). It’s last minute notice, but my son, Conner, had to finish setting up his new computer and connecting everything. We ran a quick test…

I would like to say a word about the dilapidated state of affairs in the world today.

“A word about the dilapidated state of affairs in the world today.”

Bingo!

Respect is to a friendship

as water to a tree.

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