It’s 7 am and I am pissed . . .
. . . not because of something inside my house, but something outside. I live in a neighborhood of folks Continue reading
. . . not because of something inside my house, but something outside. I live in a neighborhood of folks Continue reading
Any writer will tell you it is a wonderful thing when you can announce that your work will be published. I Continue reading
The day is here, Have a cup of cheer! To you and yours We wish you joys!
On a Sunday afternoon You stole from me Then From behind the desk of a non-distinct police station He took Continue reading
It is hard to imagine that adults can have childlike moments about some of the simplest things. I have been Continue reading
When you write, it is a level of thought. You get it out of your brain onto the page. Call Continue reading
Today, May 31st, would have been his 88th birthday – and I must say that I didn’t know him well, Continue reading
Last night the Poetry in Motion Open Mic at Ellie’s Cafe turned into Ladies Night. With only the Mr. Luckey Continue reading