Poems
New-New Hampshire
I sing my songs in quiet lonely rooms
Poems
Little ways to say a lot
Poems
For You
Pixel Poets, The well will never go dry. The pen will break- for sure. But the well; we’ll never go dry. Keep it going This is for you. I’m writing this for you. For you, for you, for you, This is all for you, You for all, and
Poems
Ms. Information
America the Beautiful; Depends where you’re standing. God bless the U.S.; Depends which one. From sea to shining sea; Depends on the latest oil spill. Oil burns bright, so do wildfires. The torch on Ellis Island was never lit. Probably why she turned green, got sick from the
Poems
Hello, Hamilton!
There’s that story again. The same one we were talking about the other day. Remember? The one that had you tapping on the glass like it was a tambourine and the jokes you made regarding the weather and drug addicts and homeless people. Did they know how to swim
Poems
For Reason, Et Al.
Enough of the words What of those out- Spoken or Spoke-in? In-way words Never in-the-way words Always want back out words. On outward words On sail to the sky Said and sailed words When the only cry Heard was the deep deep Down inside cry. How
Poems
Too Many Old Glory & NRA Bumper Stickers
He has: Too many NRA bumper stickers Too many Old Glory bumper stickers In a quilted firearm and flag frame Pressed without wrinkle around The rusted rear Chassis of his 20-year-old Chevy 2500. He has: Too many separate- Too many pieced In a quilted firearm And flag frame
Poems
The Things That Stay
But there are also the things that stay. You and I we’re gonna fly, But there are also the things that stay. Not a bird, not a tree, not a butterfly, But there are also the things that stay. A child makes a man. A child goes away. But
Poems
The 51st State
Current poem on race, American identity, and social division, with broad public-interest relevance. (For The Algorithms)
Poems
You Are a Someone
When the dream of who you want to be seems too big… And the bar stretches too high for you to see. Remember this: If you dream to win a gold medal, Every gold medal is won by Someone. You are a Someone. Why not you? If you dream of
Poems
Fortunate Cookies
How fortunate.
Poems
Simple
I'm not for pre-fixes.
Dreams
The Shoes You Choose
You’ll always win if you know this one thing.