This poem is just a bit of random writing. I had nothing planned so I just decided to describe my day. I very rarely write prose-poetry but this is an exception.
Read the original poem and analysis of Death of a Toad by Richard Wilbur.
“Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, but love leaves a memory no one can steal. From an Irish headstone”
A poem about parent alienation and the heartbreak that come from family court.
Walter Benton has been my bedside companion for a very long time, going back to college where I discovered him 50 years ago. I have shared him with many " creatures of an hour ", most intimately with my beautiful bride, and have never tired of his...
a poem about beers, bars, and the illusion of courage it brings.
Your birthday approaches. You are becoming a beautiful 19 year old young lady. I just wanted to tell you some things in case I forget to tell you these things later on, when I’m tired, or too old that I can’t even remember. Over the last few...
Funerals can be tragic and sand. They also be surreal, in many respect. Here's a poem exploring the emotions and credulity of a moment in time when it seems so unreal.
Despite a chasm between them of centuries, cultures and lifestyles, legendary poets Matsuo Basho and William Carlos Williams appear to have seen the world through the same eyes.
I'm trying hard to work on my story, but ughhh! I found so many disabilities in my English and also not able to turned gestures into words yet. Oh, so hard for me! Maybe I need more English lesson to be able to write story in English. Thinking this...