Ian Badcoe Poetry

Why I have weaponized the thistledown Awake the pollen grains and log each tiny particle gone with the wind onto our most secure of...

Not really following any prompt here, except there was a prompt about "space" which prompted me (sic) to look through my notes for...

Blatant cheating now, this isn't one I wrote for the occasion, but one I've had half finished in the pile forever.  So I dusted it o...

It's good to have a hobby.  It's good to have an interest.  An over whelming passion can be a good thing too. Then there's th...

A padded rooming house, earlier today... Since Anger Bob was somewhat concerned with mental health, I was reminded about this one. It...

Another oldie, this time from 2010. This is an attempt to talk about raw experience at its most fundamental level.  How can I know that...