Lobo | A Poem

Lobo | A Poem

Lobo | A Poem by L.M. Browning, an except from Drive Through the Night, a collection forthcoming late 2020.    Drive through the night lost in the miles the lone wayfarer ever in motion.   Be gentle long night I don’t belong here. Thrown to the wolves I shifted...
The Recurring Dream | A Poem

The Recurring Dream | A Poem

The Recurring Dream | A Poem by L.M. Browning, from a working collection   In a land beyond the pervading dark, in a state beyond the fever-pitch, in a dialog beyond the finding of blame, I’m hoping to find you and build a home where we can live the life we...
Unspoken | A Poem

Unspoken | A Poem

Unspoken | A Poem by L.M. Browning, from a private collection   There are things that will go unsaid and unwritten—that will live in us alone until time shifts the landscape of memory and all that we remember is changed.   Out beyond the murkiness left by...
The Road from Santa Fe to Cimarron | A Poem

The Road from Santa Fe to Cimarron | A Poem

The Road from Santa Fe to Cimarron | A Poem by L.M. Browning, from a working collection   Red dust, sanguine from Sangre bleeding into the snowy roads that lead to the hidden mountain where the lone buffalo waits. FollowFollowFollowFollow Recent Poetry Posts Lobo...
Benzos, Bardo, and Brokenness | A Poem

Benzos, Bardo, and Brokenness | A Poem

Benzos, Bardo, and Brokenness | A Poem by L.M. Browning, from a working collection   i. There is an 8 min window in the eye of the hurricane —suspended in the bardo of belief and disbelief— while the benzo filters into the bloodstream and the fitful mind with...