Lon Casler Bixby is a published author: Fiction, Poetry, Humor, & Comic Books. He's also an award-winning photographer whose work has been featured in magazines, art & coffee table books, & in Art Galleries throughout the world.
I am not a person who likes confrontations—not at all. As a matter of fact, I go out of my way to completely avoid them whenever possible. But sometimes you just can’t.
Case in point: Today, on my ear...
I CANNOT HEAR MY BREATHING
I CANNOT HEAR MY HEART BEATING
I HAVE NEVER HEARD SUCH SILENCE
LIKE A SPIRIT
I RISE ABOVE MY STILL FORM
AND SEARCH FOR YOU
I CAN FEEL YO...
That smile that made my cheeks hurt…
Did you ever just meet someone and know that they were the one?
The one you’ve been waiting for?
The one that you’re meant to be with?
From the first moment...
Last night was difficult, to say the least. I like to be in bed early. Nine, ten o’clock at the latest. Relax. Read, and drift peacefully off to sleep. But at about quarter till nine last night, I mad...
The tap of a stone at my window
Crawling out of bed
Open the shades
Evening dark fades
To morning blue
And visions of you
Guitar in hand
Singing to me
The early sun touches...
twenty-five years ago
when I was a kid
you scared me to death
I thought you were a witch
jet black hair
pale white skin
dressed in black from head to toe
you are the same