David Barger

David Barger is the publisher and editor of Titanium Bound Writings (www.titaniumboundwritings.com). He is the author of “Bottled Up” (An Ovi Projects Book Publication 2010). His poetry has been published in Connotation Press, Word Riot, Haiku Ramblings, Word Salad Poetry Magazine, Ovi Magazine, Zylophone, and Nebo. He enjoys spending time with family and his two Boxer dogs


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	My Shadow by David Barger I could not find My shadow todayAs the sun would Not penetrateBeyond the fog, Thick like a baby’s laughter.Morning dew Swept chills over My unattached body;
	Reflection of aciremA by David Barger
	A mouse click away by David Barger The sun erupts in atomic flaresWith fire rainbows flung into space;Still there are no new sins unseenOn this planet of blue and green -Only change that has taken placeIs communication a mouse click away.Lies run a

	Swimming at a standstill by David Barger I swim in a sea of blue mustardWhere food coloring arrangedThis acrylic liquidated display.There must be fifty feet betweenThe brown sand and where I drift.My feet have become pale blueLess than six feet below me;
	Black Lines by David Barger White mountainous clouds reflectOrange magma colored skyAs the sun dips below fading tree lines.Miracle like rays of lightShine through the tree arranged branches -Pinpoint upon swing rocking by slight breeze.Beyond woo
	Beneath dark clouds by David Barger The sky is behind dark clouds, And the moon Still pulls away somehow Lighting the night In a shade of different blue.I stand beneath the view, And nothing matters more
	Beyond the Infatuation by David Barger I never wanted to be a poet.When puberty transferred emotionsFrom adolescence into young adulthoodI found her wanting me,And her words purred deep throughMy wandering soul abandonedAnd reckless, and I used herTran
	Hollow Kiss by David Barger Black confetti falls Into the sunlightReflection bouncing offThe white skinned moon.Blue gauze patchesBetween the shadowsMotionless within the night;An eerie howl lingersSomewhere from a distance.
	Reasonable Placement by David Barger Blue moon casts glitter reflectionOff a week long effect of snow.Stinging cold ravishes my skinOutside in the bitter night air.I hang onto this lasting feel,This touch of abandonmentWhile cigarette ashes smolder,A
	Some form of purity by David Barger The brink of winter is upon meMoving up my leg like a cold hand;Each chilling fingertip up my spine.Its breath deep within another lung.Rain mimicking mist, mimicking rain,Mimicking some form of purity.
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