Writing Through Hard Times – May 2019

Each month, the Denver VOICE publishes a selection of writing from workshops sponsored by Lighthouse Writers Workshop. The Hard Times Writing Workshop is a collaboration between Denver Public Library and Lighthouse Writers Workshop. This workshop is open to all members of the public—especially those experiencing homelessness. Hard Times meets every Tuesday from 3-5 p.m. on the fourth floor of DPL’s Central branch. The Lighthouse sponsored workshop at The Gathering Place is specifically for that organization’s clients.

To check out more writing by the poets featured in this column, go to writedenver.org

Fran Ford

Where Are They Now? 

It’s Denver’s kind of monsoon.

March’s bomb, Winter’s boomerang—

Whatever the newscast calls it,

all about the B, it’s big:  

monstrous seizure of sizable storm,

full-bodied, floppy wet flakes,

huge howl, hefty throat’s holler,

air less air than ice, cold breath

if a frozen corpse could breathe.

For the unhoused it is the proverbial

day in Hell, if they succumbed 

and never woke from drug or drink

or more likely from despair alone,

or coupled with political disgust,

and talking in such kind of sleep

words big winds that bend won’t bear.

Oh, it’s big

and getting bigger. 

Kevy Michaels

The Well

I was parched

Drained from battling

...All day long


I went to 

The Well

...To quench my mind

...To rest 

For a little while 

But a spiritual war 

Was ongoing

...I had to return to

I partook of

Another cup

...For my Spirit 

Seems that it

Lifted me Up

I could see 


Looking Up

...At me

I headed back 

To my journey

...On life’s road 


With Gratitude 

Knowing that...

Whenever I needed to

I would always 

Have a sup 

Waiting for me


The Well

Shaleen Figueroa 

Willow Breezie

I am very weepy.


That Willow,

She has nothing on me.

Feeling the hunger pangs in your gut,

Knowing you gotta make it through

Never trusting a whole lot,

And merely trusting a very few.

Heartache tends to harbor a very sick order

Troublesome, at times, to conceive

Romantic love, from a bleeding heart,

Just making it harder & harder to breathe.