Bomb Shelter Boogie (a poem)

Burning like a neon sun 
Radiating like an atomic missile  
Duck and cover   
As I detonate 
Fulminating in verbal fire 
Billowing blazing words 
Scorching my world  
Venting the pent-up 
Fractured frustrations  
From biting a tongue 
Gnawing it pulpy raw   
Rivulets of crimson 
Pouring down my chin  
Drowning my body  
Until I can’t take it 
Insides ablaze 
Burning like a neon sun 

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2026, John L. Harmon 

Freak Out, 
JLH 

P.S. click a title for more radiating words…

Reconstruction 

In Sight 

Convalescent
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My blazing books… 

4 things I don’t totally hate from 2023…

I’ve been going through the “everything I write is 💩” phase again.  This feeling comes and goes and will hopefully pass soon.  Until then, here are 4 things I don’t totally hate from 2023…

(You know the drill…click the pics ⤵️ to read, watch or whatever…)

1…  I released STURGEONS  (the complete serials) and now there are over 50 copies in the hands of readers around the world.  

(Photo courtesy of The Dobson Family Archive)

2…. I was inspired to write a poem by a freaky doll in the window of a local auction house and I still dig its dark humor. 

(Photo courtesy of The Demonic Auction House)

3…. I purchased a new pair of shoes and ended up creating a video which has been called my best. 

(Poster courtesy of The FreakOptic Files)

4…. I was interviewed by a local newspaper reporter about my books and chunk of vision loss.  I still appreciate that the article appeared on the page opposite the obituaries. 

(Article courtesy of Custer County Chief)

Thank you for your support of my creative endeavors in 2023 and I will half-see you in 2024.

I don’t totally hate this selfie

Freak Out, 
JLH 

 P.S.  One more thing from 2023… I experienced the script to what could be my favorite Andy Milligan film if a print is ever found. 

In Sight (a poem, of sorts)

Powering on 
my X-ray eyes 
seeing the cruel you 
You bury deep inside 

Reflecting in  
seeing what you see 
but when you laughed 
You didn’t see me 

Switching off 
these see through eyes 
having seen too much of 
You being blind 

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2023, John L. Harmon 

Thank you for reading or listening to my half-blind words. 

Freak Out, 
JLH 

P.S. click the pic for an earlier poem, of sorts…

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My book or ebook of half-blind poems is available from an Amazon near you…

A reader’s photo

Reconstruction (a poem, of sorts)

Rip out my 

semi-good eye 

Dare to go 

deep inside 

Behind the damage 

from another time 

Pull out my 

corroded brain 

Hack it into 

jigsaw bits  

Piece it together 

as you see fit 

Creating a 

variation of me 

You can 

deal with 

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2023, John L. Harmon

Thank you for reading or listening to my half-blind words. 

Freak Out, 

JLH 

P.S. Click the pic for a video poem from a different time… ⤵️

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My books & blogs… 

http://thejlhcollective.blogspot.com/2018/03/the-collective.html 

Freak Waiting (a micro-story/half-blind poem thing)

The following is based on a true selfie...

The freak who waits 

For other freaks to find 

Him and understand the 

Quiet loneliness is at an 

End when together 

They are finally home 

Thank you for reading or listening to my half-blind words.

Freak Out, 

JLH 

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VISION BENT 

(an autobiographical look into a Nebraska writer coming to terms with his vision loss)

getbook.at/VisionBent