Compulsively Aimless

New and short poem on the road of evening shadows. SHADOWS OF THE ROAD Longleaf pines conspire to strike the road with slatted shadows An off kilter picket fence pointing to the setting sun. http://www.verse-virtual.com/john-kropf.html

One more poem on life in the digital age.  Growing Pains a short commentary to go with Hand Held God. http://www.verse-virtual.com/john-kropf.html  

The demand of poetry is that it keeps on coming.  Two more -- one for the technology minded and one head scratcher. http://www.verse-virtual.com/john-kropf.html

Two new poems: Beauty Substitutes and Dark Odyssey.  http://www.verse-virtual.com/john-kropf.html

A new shipment of poetry.  Asking life's questions--are you mad or bald and who is the future madman.  Enjoy.  F False Dilemma       The gods said examine your head you can either keep your hair or your sanity I kept my hair __________________________________________________ Future Madman Your morning visit with news and coffee Past and Present Three of you here and now but always distractions shadows at the door It's Future -- eternal party crasher “Wait, I’ll be with you in a second.” “Not a chance,” snickers Future running down the street like a Halloween prankster laughing like mad. ©2014 John Kropf