Jon Edward Walker

Rookie (6-26-1980 / othello)

Jon Edward Walker Poems

121. Innocent 2/15/2006
122. Ants Now! 12/14/2005
123. The Way I Feel Right Now 11/5/2005
124. Ex's 12/5/2005
125. Another Stupid ‘faraway, Long Time Ago’ Bullshit Poem 12/5/2005
126. Thoughts On Hangovers: 11/14/2005
127. A Woman’s Role 10/13/2005
128. Barfly 12/16/2005
129. I Don'T Even Remember Your Name 12/5/2005

Comments about Jon Edward Walker

  • Joy Vanderhelm (1/21/2006 3:37:00 PM)

    I find your work amusing, dark, gritty, drunkenly hilarious (with or without the drink) and absolutely chock full of talent. Often some of the greatest artists attribute their amazing talents to the influences of other greats that came before them. But, you should know, you have more than enough talent to stand alone, indeed, to positively thrive in the public realm of published works. You're definitely one of the few poets here that I gladly make repeat visits to.

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  • Rev. Dr. A. Jacob Hassler (12/7/2005 1:33:00 PM)

    i've read your entire catalogue, and must say you have the heart and mind of a poet and write some strong and impressive work. it struck me how heavily you rely on Bukowski to find your angles and words, which isn't so bad. but Bukowski's already been those dark places, done all that. a poet with as much talent as you have really should consider finding his own voice and his own words. trust me, there is a slew of Chinaski clones out there trying to carry his torch. but the man is dead, his torch has been buried with him.

    you're already off to a great great start. keep writing, you've got a fan here.


  • Carolyn (Cy) Vuletic (11/28/2005 5:34:00 PM)

    Jon Walker has more talent in his left pinkie than most of the 'poets' on this site, if you do not agree/ do not respect/ do not understand with what he write's about, then don't comment/bitch and moan about it, don't read it! And accept some 'minds' just can't comprehend/ interpret what other's obviously can!
    This is a poetry site, what ever happened to letting creative juice's flow? No one is superior here, ok!
    Carolyn G. Vuletic

  • Mary Nagy (11/2/2005 7:44:00 PM)

    I really have been enjoying your poems. I appreciate the honesty you write with. Your bio. is a poem in itself! Very interesting. I look forward to reading more from you. Sincerely, Mary

Best Poem of Jon Edward Walker

I Don'T Even Remember Your Name

you with the blonde hair
who smoked too much weed
you were my favorite.
High on cough syrup
I asked you to be my girl
told you I was thinking about
another town
a new start
but if you’d be my girl,
I’d stay
you agreed and we played in the park
that night for hours,
kissing and building miniature
stick houses
it took us half and hour maybe
to cross the bridge
and those Christians
slowed to walk with and
talk with us
they wanted us to know
that they cared
if you read this I want you to know
that I still care
you were always ...

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Not Michael Jackson

The famous bums in this town
are passing on without proper replacements
Tommy the leprechaun
who would grant random strangers three wishes
if they answered “fantasmagorical”
to the question of how they were doing.
Old Red the preacher who preached
and shouted nonsense on the corner for
23 years too is gone.

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