out of fuel

B haiku 23Untitled

this exile is not mine
but i know
you can’t let it go
so here is where i do my part

scuffed fists
busted-lip smiles
there is no war if i just

some relationships
are meant to thrive forever
some only have so much
fuel to fire
ours stopped burning anything
but time
long long ago

there is nothing wrong with saying
i was someone that you used to know
i know it is what i say when asked

about you


Words and Image: B. Reeves



asleep in this boat
my line remains deep
in these waters
that over the years
i’ve kept so still

with time
i’ve become unmoored
from most things

the only ripple
i ever wanted to make
was in your heart

i can bear
to be forgotten
by everyone


Image: Boolynn Reeves
Words: B. Reeves

ghostly hound


barefoot in the shoals
night quiet
moon hiding
echoes fail to report

“no one appreciates
the fragility of life
more than the alpha dog”

how many times
did you tell me that lie
my long lost
and ghostly hound


Words and Image: B. Reeves

boolynn & the best game


i love this game
he said
as he finished reading a poem
out loud to her
from their favorite poet

he reached out to her
handed over the book
as he had so many times before
just as she
had passed it to him
more times than he could count

she opened it
picked a poem at random
and before she began to read
with warm voice and smile
touched his boot
with her tennis shoe
and said

it’s the best game


Words and Image: B. Reeves

kick in the chest


i really only post my own stuff
but Sam Shepard's passing kicks me

music influences my work most
but if pressed to name 3 writers
that impacted me
he is certainly one
when i heard him say
he wrote by sound, not sight
it opened a door for me
i understood immediately

watch him in movies and interviews
he has an amazing quality
read him
to really appreciate
RIP, Sam
and thank you

- B.

sea spells

Sea Spells

if i were a gambler
and if anything
i suppose
i am that
i would not hesitate
to bet everything

on boolynn

and the power
of one of her
sea spells

Words and Image: B. Reeves



kick off


tough funeral

he was a drunk
a bore
a liar
a bully
but a handful of family
walked up to the podium
and made an effort
to say something
not terrible
about him

one last day of denials
before we put him in the ground
and forgot him forever

church was dog day hot
spent the service
rolling up my sleeves
wiping sweat from my face

i couldn’t listen

flipped through the bible
reading all the good fights
wondering if this show
would wrap up in time
for kickoff

Words and Image: B. Reeves