When the poet’s voice Is silenced, The world must pause And remember The breeze that speaks To branches And the beauty of it all. War is...

Or was it…something else? It all began in the murky depths, Surrounded by sharks and Waving fronds of kelp. The sperm whale came, Cutting...

for George H.W. Bush, written December, 2018 In Memoriam, Part I Even though I know The government is ––And always has been–– Filled with...

image by Candiix/Pixabay Tailtiu cleared the plains So crops would grow. She died, exhausted from her labor. But the land flourished, and...

From safer shores we watch the torch’s flame America, your grace was ever fraught. Founded on blood and genocide and greed. America,...