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September 06, 2026

Poetry

I have been writing poetry since the 2nd grade. Why stop now?

Poetry

Time is Fleeting

Time is fleeting,as it jumps to the left,or walks the backyard,deep in thoughtand timerecollections vividof traditionsTowne CinemaHallowe’enJR with water pistolwondering who brought the toast,or wore the bustierwe danced in the aislesor listened flat outon the living room rugas the 33 spun us backto a meatloaf dinneruntil it was time to

Poetry

An Ocean of Silence

Remember I was battle-testing Wordsworth? Well… it handled the almost 200 poems I have written over the years, the export to epub was seamless, I added a cover image and one at the end of myself and Frieda. Too easy. Badda bing badda boom… An Ocean of Silence is done!

Poetry

Anthem

Saturday nightRiskFriends gatheredCheerios for markersWe ate the armies – laughingwithout a care.Ellen was a redheadA friend I wonderednew to the crewof teenagersthrough the smokethat would get you timeif busted in the gloveboxof Dad’s Rambleror was it a Pinto?I can’t remember,until she ran – wildnot laughingescaping barefootinto the nightand gone no

Poetry

Chasing Dreams

“We’ll do it all – Everything – On our own” A single notein a crowded marketbetween the awnings,bajjis, coffee beansand hand-spun woola single seagullin my minds’ earmid-sentence haltsunglasses hiding painleaking from the corners. lying flat on the sandwatching elephantsrabbits and snoopiescavorting to a vapour zoobeneath an azure big topand the