Biography of Joseph Wilford
Joe Wilford is primarily a musician; singer, songwriter and guitarist. He has been in several bands: The Poetry Revolution, Shakespearian Headshop, The Belfast, Logic Downwards, Jericho Hill, The Trailside Rangers, and The Boomchasers are a few. He has completed numerous solo projects and collaborations with other musicians as well. Among these are Acoustic Amatory, Bridges, Sonic Revelations and most recently, Portrait of the Artist-Steuben.
Inspired by the somewhat limited confines of lyrical storytelling, he has also written several short stories. Writing lyrics and stories have always come naturally, poetry has not. This is his first collection of poems.
Joseph Wilford Poems
At The Edge Of Everything
We talked awhile that night A façade of words Through which we could both see It was happening
This Time Around
I write with a pencil Because I make a lot of mistakes See, look at that first line up there I had to re-write it
From where I sit I can see planes taking off Noses to the sky, bellies slanting upward, wings like a frown Every time one goes, I silently wish I was on it.
Strike The Chord
Remorse and regret Anger and sorrow Bleed out in minor chords
Skyscraper arms reach out embrace me shake off
Chaos And Consequences
“Are you sure that’s him? ” the cop asked. He was a real cowboy, this one. Out of place. “Sure I’m sure, ” I said.
He was 33 when I was born—his only son. My Father was a carpenter. Good with his hands. Practical. Uncomplicated.
In The Key Of F
Tom said: “Car horns honk in the key of F.” I laughed, but I believed him.
We drove the car right onto the ferry It was a rusted tangerine orange It seemed a strange color for a boat Everything was strange and new
The Sound Of Musings Part Xi
My throat hurts There's a pain in my ankle The cafe has run out of French Roast-again Starbucks and Duane Reade have overtaken Manhattan
Tip The Chessboard
Religion is a creation of Satan A tool with which to eternally divide us Forever entrenched
Tip The Chessboard
is a creation of Satan
A tool with which to eternally divide us
in conflict and controversy
We are at odds
Living and dying