Bill Bauer | Bill Bauer Poetry

Bright Rain

The bartender was a Jack or an Eddie, chunky chested, [...]

Bright RainBill Bauer2026-01-31T00:08:34+00:00

Not much older than four he speaks with the voice [...]

ArlyBill Bauer2026-01-31T00:08:34+00:00

I know you For me, it was an old Catholic [...]

Boy Along The RoadBill Bauer2026-01-31T00:08:34+00:00

At an intersection between confusion and grandiosity rag people [...]

Along Eccentric BoulevardBill Bauer2026-02-05T22:56:25+00:00

Those dreaded words of the 1960's, "What we really need [...]

DialogueBill Bauer2026-01-31T00:08:33+00:00

Behind old fences off a highway yellow backhoes sit in [...]

Driving By Sitting StillBill Bauer2026-01-31T00:08:33+00:00

The secret's not in the sweetness of the sugar, CONTENTS [...]

Eating WheatiesBill Bauer2026-01-31T00:08:33+00:00

Go sit, you say, in the mountain mists I'll find [...]

Exiting OmBill Bauer2026-01-31T00:08:33+00:00

Every woman has a reason to be beautiful Hers [...]

For Cheryl At Any AgeBill Bauer2026-01-31T00:08:32+00:00

Baby's stumbling down a loud lighted jangling street looking for [...]

Not Doing Very Well OverallBill Bauer2026-01-31T00:08:31+00:00