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Get Drunk

Always be drunk. That’s it! The great imperative! In order not to feel Time’s horrid fardel bruise your shoulders, grinding you into the earth, Get drunk and stay that way. On what? On wine, poetry, virtue, whatever. But get drunk. And if you sometimes happen to wake up on the porches of a palace, in… Read More ›

Spam Poetry: It Might Be

So Tom was stumped, I didn’t sleep much. The average mans a coward. I did, mos sholy, It made me shiver. But I never said so. I haint got no money, I didn’t nuther. Trouble is brewing. Why, any candle, he says, We are highwaymen. Yes, a dukes different. Nor church? Nor church, so I… Read More ›

I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings — Maya Angelou

The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky. But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom see through his bars of rage his wings are clipped and his… Read More ›

The Thrill of the Chase

A 42 lb. bronze chest is filled with a multimillion dollar bounty. Hundreds of gold nuggets, rare coins, and jewels such as emeralds, diamonds and rubies are in this modern day treasure chest, and it can all be yours, that is, if you can find it. Forrest Fenn, a multimillionaire art collector from Santa Fe,… Read More ›

Hug a farmer

I was truly touched to share the experience of watching this video during the Superbowl with my uncle John, a lifetime farmer. We all stood, cheered, wiped away the tears, and honored John and all our family members who have dedicated their lives to farming. Millions of people around the world now have heard a… Read More ›

Dog Poems, by David Sedaris

Rags, the Shatwells’ Irish setter, Doubles as a paper shredder. His lunch was bills and last year’s taxes Followed by a dozen faxes. Kimmy, once considered ruthless, Lies in her basket, bald and toothless. Her youth’s long spent, so now she passes All her time releasing gases. Petunia May they say was struck Chasing down… Read More ›

Summer Storm

We stood on the rented patio While the party went on inside. You knew the groom from college. I was a friend of the bride. We hugged the brownstone wall behind us To keep our dress clothes dry And watched the sudden summer storm Floodlit against the sky. The rain was like a waterfall Of… Read More ›

Jazzy Girl

I am a jazzy girl who feels like a speedy turtle I wonder what it would feel like to be a speedy turtle I hear a turtle flying around my bed at night I see myself playing in the Jazz Jubilee I want to be a speedy turtle with my friend, Taylor James I am… Read More ›

Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, It’s in the reach of my arms The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I’m… Read More ›

You took the time to stop by and cruise around my site and for that I am very grateful. I'm looking forward to letting the creativity run wild.

p.s. I write, not to be read, but for the pleasure of writing.

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