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Joseph Pinto, the barflypoet
Hosted by Joseph Pinto · EN
poetry written from the inside of bars served raw and unedited from the moment crafted.
...drinkin' proofs and writin' truths...
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pizza
Feb 1300:00:21Tap to summarizeshameless book promotion time! continuing with my 2nd poetry collection ‘scotch & scars’ from 2020. a meal is just that, a meal. but did you also know that chow is a harbinger for many a relationship? you didn’t? luckily now you do. and you didn’t have to count any calories to find out, either… ‘scotch & scars’ is available on amazon. if you enjoy it, please indulge me the favor of a review. today’s selection is: ‘pizza’ they sit masticating dreamsfrom cold crustthumbing through their phonessharing slices of pie. the cheese binds themstronger than their promisesmundane conversationreduced to crumbs. the only thing left to rouse thema dash of hot sauce.*#barflypoet#josephapinto© Joseph A. Pinto*'Dead Bird,' 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry collections available in paperback and ebook on Amazon.*instagram at joseph_a_pinto*https://www.etsy.com/shop/JosephPinto *subscribe to the ‘Joseph Pinto, the barflypoet’ YouTube channel https://tinyurl.com/y2stm5ms
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served what was not requested
Feb 900:00:20Tap to summarizeshameless book promotion time! the spotlight shines on my 2nd poetry collection ‘scotch & scars !’ i released ‘scotch & scars’ in 2020, two years after ‘a distilled spirit.’ while the collection still featured ‘bar observations,’ it did begin to reveal more of my darker thoughts and emotions. good, raw poetry should be unflinching and that’s where ‘scotch & scars’ delivers. also, it helped that every single one of the poems contained within was written with (many) a scotch. ‘scotch & scars’ is available on amazon. if you enjoy it, please indulge me the favor of a review. today’s selection is: ‘served what was not requested’ the color gradient is offperhaps it just plays that wayto the untamed eyeyet a drinker of scotchcan catch the kool-aid straight off don’t think i don’t knowwhen things have been sweetened; you’re talking to a manwho lives for the bite. *#barflypoet#josephapinto© Joseph A. Pinto*'Dead Bird,' 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry collections available in paperback and ebook on Amazon.*instagram at joseph_a_pinto*https://www.etsy.com/shop/JosephPinto *subscribe to the ‘Joseph Pinto, the barflypoet’ YouTube channel https://tinyurl.com/y2stm5ms
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seep
Feb 600:00:10Tap to summarizestare straight ahead. they’ll leave you alone eventually… ‘seep’ blissful, ignorant silence—to seep alone in ruin indulgent alcoholic consumption.*#barflypoet#josephapinto© Joseph A. Pinto*'Dead Bird,' 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry collections available in paperback and ebook on Amazon.*instagram at joseph_a_pinto*https://www.etsy.com/shop/JosephPinto *subscribe to the ‘Joseph Pinto, the barflypoet’ YouTube channel https://tinyurl.com/y2stm5ms
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sharp things
Feb 400:00:06Tap to summarizeshould you ask, i won’t hold back… ‘sharp things’ you thought my pen was sharpyou should hear my fucking mouth. *#barflypoet#josephapinto© Joseph A. Pinto*'Dead Bird,' 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry collections available in paperback and ebook on Amazon.*instagram at joseph_a_pinto*https://www.etsy.com/shop/JosephPinto *subscribe to the ‘Joseph Pinto, the barflypoet’ YouTube channel https://tinyurl.com/y2stm5ms
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bench
Jan 2100:01:08Tap to summarizesome prose poetry from november of 2021. my daughter, now 17, has special needs. i help her get ready for school every morning. i walk her to the school and return to pick her up every day. i still brush her hair. i’ve been doing this since she’s been 4 years old. life is far from fair, and to this day i have trouble accepting the why’s. but if god is who i think he is, he’ll have me guiding her once i’m gone. each of my dogs at my side, waiting… ‘bench’ of course it’s a trick but fix your gaze long enough and you’ll believe angels dance in light. fingers of breeze play through leaves the way i spent mornings brushing your hair. sleep knots tied your locks and i’d do anything on earth to still be there. get yourself ready for school, you don’t need my help, but i’d hurry to you the moment you asked. i know your fingers didn’t work quite right. neither did my head accepting it. but look at you, wise woman grown from girl, goddess amongst mortal things. you must know by now the palm grows to cup the flame as slowly the wick withers. so i must let you be. i’ve had little to blind me of this life save you and a westward sun. please slip those once awkward fingers through the frightened of my own. stay till i can no more. i’ll sing a soft song of the days i held to your tender heart and we’ll spin along with spirits and i’ll keep my limbs like this old oak till my strength flees. bench:a long seat for two or more persons *#barflypoet#josephapinto© Joseph A. Pinto*'Dead Bird,' 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry collections available in paperback and ebook on Amazon.*instagram at joseph_a_pinto*https://www.etsy.com/shop/JosephPinto *subscribe to the ‘Joseph Pinto, the barflypoet’ YouTube channel https://tinyurl.com/y2stm5ms
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harbinger
Sep 23, 2024Tap to summarize‘harbinger’ i told her i’d check in for a weekend and if no reply she’d know where to collect me. * MY NEW POETRY COLLECTION RELEASES OCTOBER 15! DETAILS TO COME! * #barflypoet #josephapinto © Joseph A. Pinto * Poetry served raw and unedited from the moment crafted. The large majority of my poetry handcrafted from inside bars. * 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry collections available in paperback and ebook on Amazon. * www.etsy.com/shop/JosephPinto
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boardwalk
Oct 29, 2021Tap to summarizeboardwalk slowly i say goodbye to summer, to the sheen of sun slipping down limbs and to hopeful magenta brushstrokes across september sky, whimsical reminders we can find our way back. so it begs to be asked back to what, the sparkle and glimmer of your mind, the lazy low tide of your thoughts or the shoals that keep secrets begging to be gathered before the fickle moon employs its pull. if you were a shell i’d hold you to my ear and wait until you collapsed into my name like you used to do. but we’re both split between personalities and circumstance and veils and truth be told i’m nearing my thinnest. i want you spread across me like sunscreen. i want you atop me like tan into my pores. it hurts that just as your fingers drag along my burning notions you turn jack frost again. as if i haven’t suffered long enough i now dread the same slow turning of the leaves. it seems a long time ago i was handed three darts for five dollars to go win a prize. now still with the taste of vanilla ice cream and warm waffles spun like a ferris wheel at the back of my throat, i can watch the season shift coldly away and you can go on throwing holes into my heart for free. #barflypoet #josephapinto www.josephpinto.com © Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved. * 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry collections available in paperback and ebook on Amazon.
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