Tyler Knott Gregson's Blog, page 209
June 26, 2019
Typewriter Series #2647 by Tyler Knott GregsonWon’t be the...

Typewriter Series #2647 by Tyler Knott Gregson
Won’t be the eyes, if I do happen to look,
if the mirror faces me and the lights are on,
won’t be the eyes. They’re not mine anyway,
I know them, from side glancing and quick
peeks, but they aren’t mine, not really.
I am two or more, most likely more,
one that steers and one that is steered,
a captain and his ship, Houston and its shuttle,
those eyes are just windows.
Been looking out them all this time,
passenger and pilot,
aware of the separation,
this is but a vessel,
to float me through this place.
Two or more, a ship filled with
oarsmen, this voice, this soul
the Viking at the helm,
I am the ship, I am the shouting
over the wind and waves,
I am the haunted face staring out
two salt soaked portholes,
I am the sea.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
“Stand on some shoreline,
wait for the light to turn pink,
for...

“Stand on some shoreline,
wait for the light to turn pink,
for the moon to rise.”
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— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
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"Stand on some shoreline,
wait for the light to turn pink,
for the moon to rise."
wait for the light to turn pink,
for the moon to rise.”
- Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
A portrait of the artist @gregoryalanisakov as a young(er) man....

A portrait of the artist @gregoryalanisakov as a young(er) man. Snapped this the day I met my good buddy, all those years ago, wandering the streets of D.C. together. I miss you ol bud. Let’s write some more songs together.
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June 25, 2019
Typewriter Series #2646 by Tyler Knott GregsonAre they loved...

Typewriter Series #2646 by Tyler Knott Gregson
Are they loved enough to be ink on flesh,
permanent and enduring,
will tattoos of these words
outlast the words themselves?
The trajectory is off, no one said
this mountain ended in cliff,
where has it fallen, what decay
lives at the bottom?
They came once, many
then many more, the faithful
and the interested, the passionate
and pleading. If all this
fades, I’ll think of the ink,
the flesh walking and carrying
all my ache into the rest
of this world.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
“For miles they stretch on,
streetlights to the horizon,
leading...

“For miles they stretch on,
streetlights to the horizon,
leading us away.”
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— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
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"For miles they stretch on,
streetlights to the horizon,
leading us away."
streetlights to the horizon,
leading us away.”
- Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
You have no idea the ways you changed me, transformed the...

You have no idea the ways you changed me, transformed the landscape of my life. Wherever you are, whatever life you are improving now, know this: I miss you every single day. I love you ol Hobbes. I’ll see you again.
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June 24, 2019
Typewriter Series #2645 by Tyler Knott GregsonOver acreage, over...

Typewriter Series #2645 by Tyler Knott Gregson
Over acreage, over oil,
over hatred foundless
and ocean large,
over revenge, over the
semantics of prayer,
the destination of words
when said from knees.
Over rivalry, over fear,
over habit born from
an eternity of learning
from those that learned
from those that began
because they were told to.
We leave boots without feet,
helmets without heads
to fill them.
We leave crosses white,
for miles we leave them,
glowing in sunset light
littering a perfect hillside
on the banks of
some river.
Over what?
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
“Candle in window,
shutters open to the dark,
a glow beyond...

“Candle in window,
shutters open to the dark,
a glow beyond them.”
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— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
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#haiku #quotes #love #poem #poetry #tylerknottgregson #writing #typewriterseries #tylerknott (at Helena, Montana)
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