Tom Puetz’s Poetry

Scars from Childhood Trauma

Scars from Childhood Trauma

Scars   I couldn't say what was wrong. When the pain became too much and I became numb,   I cut my flesh to make the blood come.   It was a scream.   When I writhed in pain without sound,   The blood spoke for me. The only witness.   I...

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Disconnected from life

Disconnected from life

Disconnected from lifeI would tread waterUntil I washed up somewhere I’m swimming for shore nowThe black dog is still chasingIt waits on the river bank This time is differentI’m going to let it catch meI need to know what I’ve been running from© Tom Puetz 2022

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Our love was a casualty of war

Our love was a casualty of war

Far away tonight I am so weary but dare not sleep. If I close my eyes and slumber dawn will find you nearly faded. You seem so far away tonight. The candle at our bedside Flickers in your eyes. Will a light be left there when...

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The Rain

The Rain

The Rain keeps coming More thick than strong Washing the chemical hurt from this hill Whose side we huddle on I release the reassuring pressure Of my fingertip on the trigger there I let loose my death grip Hug my weapon like a teddy bear I can’t say I feel safe More...

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