A New Something. By John Drudge

All of the angels

Have broken wings

In this new something

Happening

This New Testament 

Of torture

With the creatures 

That crawl out 

From under the night

And the bleak things

That become everything

As the distance 

Between us  

Diminishes

Among the roots

Of fallen trees

And we dig the arid dirt

That’s left to us

John works as a clinical social worker and is the president of a national disability management company. He holds degrees in Social Work, Psychology, and Rehabilitation Services and has studied philosophy extensively.  He is an avid traveler and a long-term student of the martial arts holding a 3rd degree black-belt in Kempo Karate. His diverse educational and experiential background gives him a broad base from which to approach many topics in his poetry. John currently lives with his wife and two children in Caledon, Ontario, Canada.