Poem

A Different Drummer I marched to a different drummer. We marched around quite a bit. Upon my soul, his drum…

Woke up this morning in Oz, the Munchkins embroiled in a cause. They cried,"All the people are free, except…

My teeth sleep in a water glass, my hair is falling out. I have an everlasting hemorrhoid, the shingles and the…

The Appalachian Child of the mountains, child of the hills. Child of the mist, the rocks, and the rills.…

They cried, "You're covered with scars!" "You poor pitiful thing!" "What heartache, and misery, the memories…

Opus The butterfly his opus writes, on breezes passing by. Yet as he writes he does forget, the how, the…

The Fold They were taught what to think, and thought what was told. That the ice was quite hot, and the fire…

Embraced There was a time. Ago. Embraced.When a woodland walk, brought a state of grace. Sun bright…

The Typist Yesterdays ago when spouting words of wisdom, I managed to raise the vibrations all around me with…

The Quiet Room There wasn't a sound in the quiet room. There was no one around in the quiet room. As the…