I'm a 46 year old husband, father and metal-head. My son, Trey, is also a writer, and penned several poems for our poetry book, "i bLEed DaRk." Though I could be described as "passionately spiritual," my chronic pain and love for heavy metal makes my writing, well, "unique," to say the least. It's been said that our poems appeal to people who don't normally read poetry, and this suits me just fine. Email me at firstname.lastname@example.org with any questions or comments!
Penned over a period of years by a man living in chronic pain and his young son, this atypical spiritual poetry book is a startlingly visceral series of transient images, seen through dusty windows, flying swiftly by on the authors’ personal road to righteousness. Their art springs forth from the unforced rhythm of the soul – the cry of tell-tale hearts, plagued by darkness and shrouded in light.