Startled Awake at 3 am
By Tim Hudenburg
Originally published in Proud to Be: Writing by American Warriors Volume 14
By Tim Hudenburg
Originally published in Proud to Be: Writing by American Warriors Volume 14
startled awake
at three am
someone dreamt of me
By Tim Hudenburg
Originally published in Proud to Be: Writing by American Warriors Volume 14
baby hands
shake
half a world in shadow
By Tim Hudenburg
Originally published in Dreamstreets Magazine #82, spring 2025
Magritte Magritte
what if what if
none of this
none of this
were true was true
True
was true
were true
none of this
none of this
what if what if
Magritte Magritte
Is This Not a poem?
By Tim Hudenburg
Originally published in The Oakland Review, Volume XLVIII, 2023
Wyeth
urges her
disrobe
overcomes her restraint
she removes the grey rough woolen dress
folds it carefully, almost dutifully
Helga–
I know it is cold outside
but until we generate our own heat
my love–
we are all gooseflesh for now
still your alabaster body paints beautifully
(dedicated to Steven & Phillip)
By Tim Hudenburg
Originally published in Dreamstreets 78, winter 2024
oh lost generation
unquiet beneath gravestones in the shade of pine
families blend together
under trees
under sod
under never-the-less time
some days you hear murmurs
listen closer and make out
voices louder than one would expect
from dead overwhelming personalities
they have nothing left to lose
and continue clashing clanging with no-less-biting tongues
despite the moldering in the grave
the way a drama spectacularly unfolds
even after the curtain is drawn
in this cemetery amidst empty vodka bottles
and the latest war dead from Ukraine
stronger unbridled spirits
down they go–
matching, surpassing the others’ shared experiences
until one by one in the blur of lives
you swore you heard
Anna Karenina
speaking up at the Tolstoy reunion
By Tim Hudenburg
Originally published in Press 53, Issue 139, Prime Number Magazine, 2018
thoughts pass over to silence
because it has
(this line has been left blank intentionally)
in whose voice did you just speak
when you thought you had so much more to say
and said nothing