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Unfortunately, I'm not routinely blogging. I've stopped writing poetry and short stories regularly as well, but there are about two years' worth of content here if you're new to my work!

Make Me Look Up
All I see is sorrow dark clouds till tomorrow. They form again when sun begins and moonlight descends with a crescent silver grin. My...
Tim Huber
Jul 8, 20212 min read
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Morning Madness
Wake up —blurry brain Stand up —sudden pain Sit down —better wait I take my mornings slow so my body can awake. I wish my mind would go...
Tim Huber
Jun 25, 20212 min read
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There's a Snake in My Room!
I don’t know how long He slithered, so silent. I do know he’s gone Without paying a cent. Did he sleep when I slept? Did he wake when I...
Tim Huber
Jun 17, 20212 min read
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When I Hold the World
I can change the world I have the power to slow down time a minute an hour. Move my hands across the globe heal the hurting hurt the...
Tim Huber
May 19, 20213 min read
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The Me I Made
Gathering dust I horde it like a currency collecting and trading with the mites surrounding me Breathe ingest sneeze Creating rust I...
Tim Huber
May 13, 20211 min read
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Dirty Bird
I want to fly away leave the ground behind the ground is made of dirt it’s stained the bird inside Dirty bird—vulture I pick at flesh and...
Tim Huber
Apr 29, 20211 min read
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Just For Today
A rhyme came to mind when I woke to find shadowy demons scratching my eyes: “Are you ready to start the day? To be tested in every way?”...
Tim Huber
Apr 22, 20212 min read
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Call Me Back
Hi, I heard you’re hurting heard it from a friend of ours who’s working to fight the feelings that keep emerging. Best if you’d be blunt...
Tim Huber
Apr 15, 20212 min read
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The Half-Awake Poet
Nobody’s looking for the half-awake poet. The guy whose eyes are too closed to write; to tip a rhyme or flip a line. Nobody’s looking...
Tim Huber
Apr 7, 20212 min read
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Stuck in the Twilight Zone
“Some wounds never heal.” Is that the truth or just an excuse? Does this ordeal force how we feel or do we choose to always lose the...
Tim Huber
Apr 2, 20212 min read
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Green Birds and Gray Mice
Passions in poems weapons made from words bouncing off my walls like dozens of gray birds. Birds? Flying freely, caged and captured, pale...
Tim Huber
Mar 25, 20212 min read
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Losing My Hope
I’ve got no hope, it’s been replaced. Something much brighter hangs in its place. How’d I lose it, did I lose it? Or did I choose it, up...
Tim Huber
Mar 18, 20212 min read
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Epileptic Nightmare
There needs to be silence where a symphony now plays. I must gather sleep before dawning of day. For how can I drive if I cannot control...
Tim Huber
Mar 5, 20212 min read
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The Final Measure
The measure when taken will judge more than height. More than weight will be judged to determine what’s right. We’ll find at the end that...
Tim Huber
Feb 25, 20211 min read
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The Uninspired Novel
My life is a narrated story written by unseen hand, the beginning and ending of which I wish I could understand. My character seems...
Tim Huber
Feb 20, 20211 min read
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