All posts in category Poetry

Muse for Monday

Mantra

Coming out of the weekend means the Monday hangover is in full force. Time for something on the light side. I playfully nicknamed this Greeting Card Insert although its title is Thinking.

Analyze This

After much brouhaha over my poem Survivors, I am reluctantly putting out another one for your perusal, but this one has a request: Tell me what it means to you. It is all about you. Contrary to all of my noon posts for a week, eh? Well, this one truly is about you. When writers […]

The Autumn Ballet

This morning, we are going to take a look at my physical world. It has a musical quality with a troupe of dancers… The glass of the picture window is cool to my touch, and I know that soon the trees of my mountain top will be dancing. They have already begin preparing for the […]

War Sucks.

In case you have never sat down with a veteran and talked about what happens on the battlefield, I want to tell you a secret: War sucks.