In a previous post, I mentioned one of my haiku would appear in the August edition of the journal, Better than Starbucks. Well, August is here, and my haiku has been published š. To date, this is my third published poem. If youād like to check out my haiku online, you can read it here.Continue reading "Published Haiku!"
Metaphor
Metaphor, similes, imageryā¦these are the blood and guts of poetry. When discussing metaphor for the first time in school (third grade?), the teacherās example was, āThe room was an oven.ā I remember feeling something like, āWow! A lot more interesting than saying, āThe room was really hot.āā Even at that age, there was a littleContinue reading "Metaphor"
Lights Out
Like everything else, writing has its seasons. From what I gather, most writers try to write something every day. But sometimes there are lulls (we donāt call it writerās block or even mention that š). But even lulls can be fruitful to the imagination. Below is poem I wrote about not having anything to writeContinue reading "Lights Out"
As Summer Ages
Someone once said art is really about the observer, and that artists watch more than participate in life. (I believe Oscar Wilde said this but Iāve never been able to find the quote again!) Whoever said it, thereās some truth to it. To write, paint, make music, etc. requires that you step back to noticeContinue reading "As Summer Ages"
Robin
I like poems whose impact is immediate and deep; poems that encapsulate strong feelings and ideas in a moment of imagery or action. I suppose thatās why I gravitate toward short poems. Many times, the things I decide to write about happen in a flash, a moment where the mundane becomes metaphor. Itās made meContinue reading "Robin"
These Are the Clouds
Iāve been reading through a book of poems by Yeats. So far, his work is marked by eclectic and contrasting elements. Many of his poems draw imagery from Irish mythology; the natural and supernatural worlds blur into something that is both yet not quite either. Other poems strike decidedly modern notes. This isnāt surprising sinceContinue reading "These Are the Clouds"
Nine
Cats are a part of my lifeāsometimes whether I like it or not, LOL. So I write about them. But a cat isnāt something that can be corralled into a poem, as if I could capture them with words. More probably, cats indifferently wander into my poems because they have nothing better to do, orContinue reading "Nine"
Longing
At one time or another, most of us will feel longing in some way: a road not taken, a friend who moved, disappointment with work, wanting to have childrenā¦the list goes on. Sometimes, we canāt put our finger on what weāre longing for; everything is just permeated by a vacuum. Iāve come to think ofContinue reading "Longing"
The Lost Wind
I donāt always grasp the full meaning of things Iāve written. That might sound odd. But sometimes, Iāll finish a poem, and it feels right but I donāt understand why. I might only realize later why a verse had to end a certain way or why an odd word choice is nevertheless exactly whatās calledContinue reading "The Lost Wind"
Event HorizonāNow Available!
My second book of poetry, Event Horizon, is now available on Amazon.com! I hope readers will pick up a copy. You can find it by clicking here. Event Horizon is available in paperback and Kindle formats. Iāve mentioned before that in the year 2020 I was praying and felt moved to be more intentional aboutContinue reading "Event HorizonāNow Available!"
A Wandering Minstrel 