This Should Be a Good Poem
My wife looked up. Said, “That would make a good poem.”
Tributes
Poems, Tributes
When I Was Young
When I was young I was a brook I bubbled over everything then became a fox and ran the endless
Poems, Tributes, Twenty-Minute Poem
Nothing Is Real in October
The weather itself undecided warm, full but on the way out By now all school resolutions in tarnish why study
Poems, Tributes, Young Poets
Tears
Tears cut to the soul Inner secrets kept in each one Falling from the soul Words never to be spoken
Children, Poems, Tributes
Poor Pinocchio
I guess if you think about it, Pinocchio had a troubled childhood. I mean, wouldn’t you feel a little confused
A Widow Discovers Her Tires Are Bald When the “Check Engine” Light Comes On, Audio, Poems, Tributes, Twenty-Minute Poem
A Widow Discovers Her Tires Are Bald …
Just days before he slipped off, he asked if she had the loose piece of side chrome attached, the oil