Thunderbird by Bruce Michael Foley


for J.D.

This is the stuff of black eyes
blood and jail cell nightmares,

after the cops have beat you
senseless, your pants soaked in piss,

then your buddy posts bail, and you go ahead

stumble on down to Jack’s Liquor Mart for
more, puking after your first swig

only to quench the devils thirst again,

finishing off that bottle oblivious to the rest
of those assholes, the passersby, staring as if

they’ve never seen a beautiful loser, lost
in his paradise of drunken bliss.

cape-south-2-001Bruce Michael Foley about Bruce Michael Foley. I was born across the bridge from Boston, Massachusetts, in Cambridge, as July 4th fireworks exploded over the Charles River, just a stone’s throw from Harvard University. At age two, my family moved to Somerville, Ma.,where I was raised in a rough blue-collar environment, playing many sports. In 1998 I relocated to Las Vegas, Nevada. Here, I work among special needs children and teach martial arts. Poetry began in high school, but took off in a more dedicated way in later years, along with resuming music studies, guitar. My poems are published in various anthologies; including Impressions, Prism, and the Mighty Voices Of Thunder Series, sponsored by the international poetry website, “Allpoetry.” I was a featured poet in Lyrical Somerville February 2015, a Boston based publication, as well as being an “Editor’s Front Page Pick,” for the month of March 2016 on Allpoetry. A defining moment that contributed significantly to further interest in writing was a First Place Award from the International Poetry Fellowship, for my poem, “Among Fields of Cotton.” Presently, I am happy to have the opportunity to explore various forms of poetry with Mr. Bruce Isaacson, Poet Laureate of Clark County Nevada.

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