Indentured Poems - Poems about Indentured

My indentured dragon is the best kind of beast. He helps me sixteen times a day at least. He carries material, threads, my sewing machine too. Without Chet-beefer, what would I do? He is a handsome guy, all pink...Read the rest...

Walking the line, each step unmeasured and long Walking the line, memories distant and gone Walking the line, time seemed forever to last Walking the line, the future indentured —to the past (Villanova...Read the rest...

Music is more slave to fashion —than the written or spoken word (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)...Read the rest...

Ten doggone years I've sawed your trees. I quit. I'll saw my own darn z's. I'm done with blood and sweat and tears; I've sawed your trees ten doggone years. Right out that door I'm marching on. No use to...Read the rest...

people bound to payless work, Once done they are set free....Read the rest...