Happy New Year đ„ł Below is (probably) the only poem Iâve written about New Yearâs. It will be in my next book, A Song of Glass. Iâm about 80% done with this book so should self-publish it in the late spring or early summer of 2026. A HauntingI drift over to them, but they donâtContinueContinue reading “A Haunting”
Category Archives: A Song of Glass: Dreams, Stories, and Poems
Black Friday
Black Friday unofficially kicks off the Christmas season for many. Weâre past Halloweâen and Thanksgiving so can concern ourselves with decking hallsâŠor other shoppers (as has happened now & then đ). Black Friday is a shopping day of epic proportions. It carries the mythos of putting retailers âin the blackâ again. Such drama must beContinueContinue reading “Black Friday”
Wonders
Some days I feel overwhelmed by the amount of human wreckage in the world. The causes are manyâselfishness, addiction, division, assault, unrest, economic strainâŠthe list can seem endless. I often wonder how much more people can weather. But we are still here, and the original goodness of things still shows through in places. âWondersâ isContinueContinue reading “Wonders”
Song a Someân Else
Walt Whitman is a celebrated American poet. His collection Leaves of Grass influenced generations of poets. While I canât deny Whitmanâs impact on American poetry, Iâve never been a fan. One manâs trash is another manâs treasure, as the old saying goes. âSong of Myselfâ is an infamous poem from Leaves of Grass. The titleContinueContinue reading “Song a Someân Else”
Conundrum
Itâs been awhileâquite awhileâsince I posted a haiku. As Iâve remarked before, I love haiku for their brief, impressionistic quality. âConundrumâ is a haiku that will be in my upcoming book, A Song of Glass. Incidentally, the title poem in A Song of Glass is also a haiku. Brief poems deserve brief introductions. So withoutContinueContinue reading “Conundrum”
Lifespan
Sometime in July, we realized a cricket had taken up residence in our outside stairwell. Every night (and sometimes during the day) he chirped away; that chirp became part of the family (or at least a weird neighbor), and my wife named him Jiminy (a nod to Disneyâs Pinocchio, naturally). Given that Jiminy is theContinueContinue reading “Lifespan”
Shock
One day, I had a serious thought. But for some reason, I processed this serious thought using playful variations of familiar phrases. Somehow, out of that mess, todayâs poem was born. Iâve written poetry and music for about 35 years. But at the end of the day, the creative process is a mystery to me.ContinueContinue reading “Shock”
Cat with a Mona Lisa Smile
Usually, I post Sunday morning but at 9:00 tonight I realized I forgot! Monday morning will have to do, I suppose. I was going to blame being tired because my cats woke me up at 5:30 this morning. Then I remembered I usually write my posts on Saturday and schedule them to post on Sunday.ContinueContinue reading “Cat with a Mona Lisa Smile”
The Door of Moonlight
In another post, I talked about poems that took me 12 or even 20 years to finish. Some poems just need time to sit. Todayâs poem, âThe Door of Moonlightâ, is one such piece. While its vintage isnât even close to 12 or 20 years, itâs a few years old. I wrote the first threeContinueContinue reading “The Door of Moonlight”
Stare
In the late 19th century, the Symbolist poets began a movement against naturalism and realism in writing. The Symbolists preferred the power of imagination, dreams, visions, and the like. Iâve never subscribed to any school of poetry. As a writer, my interests are too diverse. I like traditional and experimental forms; Iâm a fan ofContinueContinue reading “Stare”
A Wandering Minstrel 