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In Dreams

This is part three of the four part series of poems I call Changed. Kinks to the other three and my other wolf poems are at the bottom of the page. Posting thi to dVerse this afternoon for the Poetics: The Creatures Of Mythology, Folklore and Fairy Tales feature Read the rest of this entry »

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April Fools, Little Brother!

As many of you know, I take great delight in making people laugh. What most of you don’t know is there was a time when I considered this day–April 1st–a National Holiday. Yes, April Fool’s Day, when I was in my jokester prime, was my favorite day of the year. Just ask my little brother… Read the rest of this entry »

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Popcorn and Soda Pop

We weren’t poor when I was a kid, but we didn’t have many luxuries either. The thing is we never gave it much thought, because there was somebody looking out for us who did her best to see we had everything that was within her power to provide. To this day, she doesn’t realize how powerful she was and still is. But we do. Read the rest of this entry »

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A Box of Moon Pies

This is the short story I wrote in 1998 that inspired the poem, “She Sat Alone”. It’s rather long–almost 4000 words–so if you’re interested in reading it, I suggest printing it and curling up in your favorite chair, or maybe taking it to bed with you if you like to read in bed like I do. It’s a sad tale, and it’s loosely based on real life, and yet goes a little bit sci fi in a way. If you read it, I hope you enjoy it. Read the rest of this entry »

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She Sat Alone

So, you’re not in the mood for laughter today? Then pull up a chair, set a box of tissues on the table, and get ready to have your heart strangled and torn into tiny pieces, as you read this poem based on my short story, “A Box of Moonpies”. I’ve posted the story for those who might like to read it. Read the rest of this entry »

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Mountains Crumbling

I wrote and posted this poem about the state of our world and nation in May of last year. Nothing has changed much, and I struggle sometimes to make sense of all that’s going on around me. Our struggle weighs heavy on my mind today, as one of the most important elections in our countries storied history takes place.  Read the rest of this entry »

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The Grouchy Old Man

This is a true story. It happened in the summer of 1998 when Sherry and I lived in Pflugerville. It was a dawning of the ages, I suspect. I hope it brings a smile to your face; it does mine, every time I read it. Sharing it today on dVerse Poets Pub’s Poetics: It’s About Time. I think it’s a perfect fit! Read the rest of this entry »

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Somethin’ ‘Bout a Glitch

Here’s another one of my sillier poems. TV commercials are great for tickling the imagination, and this poem was inspired by one of the popular ones from back in the nineties. Have a giggle on me! Read the rest of this entry »

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Treasure

I wrote the following poem while out of town working at one of the state parks on the Texas gulf coast; a park that is no longer there; completely destroyed in 2008 by Hurricane Ike.  Ike’s destruction damaged me a bit; left me feeling hollow; survivor’s guilt, they call it. Many lost everything–I lost nothing, but still… I hurt. Read the rest of this entry »

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A Sudden Fall

This poem is one about love and how the storms of life can suddenly cause it to be torn from our lives. It is also about those times when we have loved but not been in love. True love is the key, and when it is false, it cannot last. True love is not a game, it is the giving of oneself completely and unconditionally. Without the deep roots of commitment, the weak tree—false love—will surely fall. Read the rest of this entry »

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