Brandon Barham
Stifled writer attempting to live out a dream
Brandon Barham
Stifled writer attempting to live out a dream
Stifled writer attempting to live out a dream
Stifled writer attempting to live out a dream
In most all nights the light is calm,
Serene and bliss from a nightly psalm.
Through glitter and shine in the nights high noon,
Many do search for the man in the moon.
Then comes a night that some do dread,
A discolored moon appears blood red.
While most use caution on these bloody nights,
I find myself in giddy delight.
A sight so full and rare to see,
It fills my heart with youthful glee.
S...
This is nice. The phone is turned off. No one is asking me for anything. I don't have a million questions to answer for anyone. Just me, these beautiful purple hills, and this stunning lake to wake up to. It's been so long since I had a vacation that I'm not entirely sure what to do. I could go for a swim, I could hike around this beautiful forest, or I could cruise around on a jet ski. I think fo...
It's safer this way. Things are going fine. Money is good, bills are never late, and family is taken care of. Still, I long for something else. A dream of a happy occupation and a life fulfilled. A dream I could chase, if not for the fear of letting down those close to me. I provide, I protect, so I can't afford to fail. I dream of a life I can never have....
A darkened shade of royal blue,
Once a regal symbol, now a feeling too.
We use most blues to show despair,
Depression, sadness, or lack of care.
What gives a color such power to sway,
Our moods and feelings throughout the day.
Feeling blue will make you cry,
Unless you stare at the clear blue sky.
Or how about the ocean blue,
Which clears our heads, and spirits too?
So whether blue makes you ...
Everyone has secrets. Everyone has an opinion of themselves that they keep hidden from the world. Some think themselves to be exceptional compared to most. Others are their own worst critic.
What I see in the mirror disgusts me in every way. I look at myself and wonder how I became this shell of a man. At a younger age, I was full of hope and dreams. Now I chase the dollar in an endless race of ...
The misty fog has settled low to the ground. I follow the stone path across the field. It's been so long since I've seen our old homestead. I know when I arrive it will be empty, but I can't help but smile as I remember a simpler time. My brothers and I raced across this same field when Momma rang the dinner bell. Although it's been nearly a decade it seems as though it was just yesterday. I feel ...
Every day seems the same, day by day they never change.
Weeks drag on but what’s to blame,
Nothings different I pray for strange.
Something to spice up my daily life,
And end this routine that haunts my dreams.
It’s not so bad, no pain no strife,
No end in sight, or so it seems.
Maybe one day my life will change,
And end these days that end the same.
Until that day my days remain,
This r...
My stomach caved in with an eerie force… the effect of the last sunset I will ever see. I guess reality just never set in until now. I’ve know for a while that this day would come, I guess I just always thought it may not. As I sit in this hospital bed, gazing out at the sunset over the mountain, I wonder if perhaps my last six months could have been spent better. Two of them I just laid in bed an...
Alarm was silenced, shower was cold,
My coffee pot was filled with mold.
Traffic jams and all red lights,
The day is hot, these pants are tight.
No time for food no time for drink,
No time for hygiene, I fear I stink.
It’s not that bad, it could be worse,
That’s what they say, their words I curse.
For one and one add up to two,
That’s two for me and none for you.
They all add up, this mu...