Poetry

. Somewhere in Time . Tuesday, August 13, In the Year of Our Lord 1895 Dear Wells, despite your sober...

. Ode to Winter A honeypool of sun seeps from the skies. The crisp and clingy leaves have lost their...

. Vanity Falls I’m feeling a little lightheaded; I’ll confess it’s what I’ve always dreaded: More hairs on the floor...

. God’s Finger on Whittaker Chambers My baby miracle so dear Smeared oatmeal on her face; I saw her perfect...

. Thanksgiving 2022 Today’s the day we gather and embrace The chance to join in praise for gifts we share....

. I Am Thankful for Thanksgiving I am thankful for Thanksgiving, A special holiday That doesn't require atonement, Or starvation,...

. Thanksgiving Memories A honeyed ham impaled with clove; Mashed yam with bits of sweet pecan; A turkey lurking in...

. A Thanksgiving Offering We offer thanks to You who made this Earth The sun and stars, for health and...

. Just Say It Two bombs exploded in Jerusalem Today. A boy of just 15 is dead--- A Jewish student...

. When Light Begins to Dim When light begins to dim and color fades, the shape of things begins to...

. Heirs to Alexander These snuff-brown mounds piled up ten thousand feet Gaze on toward Hindu Kush peaks twice their...

. Construct a convincing paragraph of well-written, coherent prose that also happens to be a properly composed Shakespearean sonnet. This...

. Inviting Some Friends to a Birthday Dinner after Ben Jonson's "Inviting a Friend to Supper" Tonight, dear friends, you’re...

. Nero Before the Tomb of Simon Magus And Peter, looking steadfastly against Simon, said: “I adjure you, ye angels...

. The Elders I watched them wilt, I watched them fade, I watched them pass In the evening shade, And...

. Clowns Teach Writing Classes Students’ attitudes were dismal; composition skills, abysmal! Desperate to make things better, teachers asked expert...

. Valiant Men The sailors brave the angry storm __As waves the ocean brings. It seems to them one hundred...

. Science or “The Science”? “‘The Science' and science are opposites.” ---Richard Lindzen So you believe “The Science”? That is odd.Science cannot...

. Potina’s Charm In this excerpt from the screen novella, Potina, Lady of the Stag, Potina speaks to Kaptara, the...

. Leaves Behind In size and shape and symmetry The leaves upon a maple tree Are like small selfies of...

. A Sleepless Night Lest I should suffer sleeplessly this night Of loathsome loneliness, whose strength severe So weakens me...

. No News Is Good News The world contrives, in many different ways, To overload the minutes of our days...

. Unmasked Musings on the Plea for Pandemic Amnesty upon reading this Atlantic article Today I hear a murmur of...

. Repaired Debris drifts down my lacrimosa stream shards discarded when my life exploded. Her cheating ripped apart my every...

. The Return of Trump No matter how you try to stop Don Trump __He always will come back. __He’ll...

. The Last Man on the Moon for Gene Cernan My gaze was set toward the Western sky, To see...

. Henny and Sal by Joseph S. Salemi My father, Salvatore J. Salemi, was a noncommissioned officer in G-2 (Military...

. Blake's Tyger Tyger Tyger, burning bright, sorry if I'm impolite: What immortal put a hand to verse we'll never...

. Writing a Poem Our planet moves, and so do we, By forces that we cannot see. Rhyme, meter always...

. Lullaby of New Mexico, Part Two Part One can be read here. Duerme Papi---Dad, it’s time to rest. I...

. Do Not Return "...forgetting those things which are behind and reaching forward to those things which are ahead." ---Philippians...

. No Extra Lives While all his friends were learning skills To gain them wives or pay their bills, John...

. Cop27---A Sonnetised Summary upon reading the Cop27 VIP jet dinner menu  A swarm of jets belch fumes that blight the blue...

. Our Superman Porfirio Landa (1925–2022), one of the United States Army’s longest surviving World War II veterans The modest...

. Mother Nature Is Bipolar Mother Nature is bipolar. She needs to take a pill. One minute she's a blowhard....

. The Cricket These mornings there’s a cricket cross the way Whose chirrup purls and eddies in the air, Autumnal...

. Lest We Forget     Today’s the day I cast my hard-won vote   (My voice and choice, my prized ancestral gift)   Bought with guts and grit to stop...

. Hell Rising They’ve come with a purpose: to numb or perturb us __By infecting the already-sick, And with them...

. Who's Behind the Door The quiet words, the trembling lips, __we’ve heard it all before. Keen questions dwell within...

. Autumn Trail Dreamy glimpses of a world recalled and yet to come: The Stagecoach Trail declines and wends through...