by Paul Halley | Mar 30, 2024 | Poetry
I can’t know what it’s like To be sent back to sender Why can’t violence surrender? You’re not just another statistic You have traveled toward light And although it is tragic, God will grace you with magic So the world won’t forget your...
by Paul Halley | Aug 18, 2023 | Poetry
There isn’t much chatter between us. The thick cloud of life’s emotional realities follows our car homeward in the night. “The past few months have been crazy,” I say. And you tell me, “I know. It’s okay.” You drive the state highway at night. In your tiny...
by Paul Halley | Nov 18, 2019 | Poetry
If a sun star Blew up in my face I would fly to the galaxy To discover what it feels like Without the only warmth I’ve ever known Turns out it is a blizzard I am frozen like a statue Trying to move in motion My body is still Without the only warmth I’ve ever...
by Paul Halley | Nov 18, 2018 | Poetry
Dibujé tu imagen ayer. Tu foto me recuerda días felices. Quiero escribirte una carta. Quiero entender la verdad. Eras mi mejor amigo. Tu buscaste una razón para vivir. Tu buscaste una razón para estar saludable. No quise verte con este dolor. Espero verte en...
by Paul Halley | Apr 2, 2018 | Poetry
Is being afraid to write The same as being Afraid to die, Afraid to have nothing left, When you gave it your all, And it still didn’t come out right, Right enough? All I can say is to Write enough Before you go, Enough that no one Will ever be able to Read it...
by Paul Halley | Aug 22, 2017 | Poetry
The woman at the shelf picked up a book And read aloud, head in the clouds. But the men with the spirit of fire in their head, Prevented these books from being read. These men had an orange-eyed sense of self And knocked every book from the wooden shelf. “I’ve read it...
