Author Archives: Jonathan Berger

The other poet got to the stage first because they’re better faster smarter more professional and prepared. They knew how to game the system and get a better position. Clearly their material is better. You heard ‘em! The other poet … Continue reading →

I thought about you again. This doesn’t happen often – it’s been so long since we spoke. But that new song came out and I know how you liked the Beatles (you and all the lonely people, I guess). I … Continue reading →

From a short distance you dance so carelessly your eyes seeming to call but your earlier words clearly proclaiming an imperial “Stop!” I’m so sorry that so many have done you so so wrong. Your energy is infectious and I … Continue reading →

When your friends accomplish great things that is your challenge to then do great things in return. They have thrown the gauntlet down for you to reach their heights not in duplication but as aspiration. When your friends do the … Continue reading →

It is important to uncover just what happened to Mr. Sunshine’s Matthew Perry. For us to go on with our regularly scheduled existence we must get to the bottom of our Friends’ final days. Until that point poverty must take … Continue reading →

Something in the night kept me up. Instead of keeping track of sheep I decided to count what went wrong between you and me the things we could have changed to keep us as one instead of living individually. I … Continue reading →

It was the third of September when the grapevine whispered that I was not good enough that she was not interested and never would be and I stuttered in response: “That’s all right. I don’t need anyone’s approval but my … Continue reading →

There is a restaurant upon the bridge which is very prestigious but you have no reservation. You simply see beyond a golden twine rope two aisles of lovely seats beholding this beauteous bounty of clouds and ant-like shapes staring up … Continue reading →

This time, this woman got access to my private email account. It was my fault; I wrote to her from it sending her something she’d asked about and then she wrote me back. This was my private place that I … Continue reading →

I have erred I have erred in writing I have erred in writing a perfect I have erred in writing a perfectly good poem I have erred in writing a perfectly good poem for a specific person I have erred … Continue reading →