Poem: Riding a Benevolent Wave

The Friday Poem. If you enjoy it, check out my collection, A Sanctuary Built of Words: Poems of Peace, Grief, and Passion, available through Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and other online book sellers.

Riding a Benevolent Wave


Poem: Private Mythologies

A Friday poem.


Poem: Taking Steps

The Friday poem.


Poem: Winter Morning Painting

A Friday poem. I hope you enjoy.


Poem: Rejected. Again.

Rejection is, unfortunately, a facet of life for a writer who wants to publish. The Friday poem.


Poem: Have a Good Flight!

The Friday poem. I hope you enjoy.


Poem: Cemetery Trees

A Friday poem.


Poem: Blue Notes

A Friday poem.



Poem: Burning Potential

I was reading Fahrenheit 451, by Ray Bradbury, recently and came across this exchange –

“ ‘Those who don’t build must burn.’

‘It’s as old as history and juvenile delinquents.’

‘So that’s what I am.’

‘There’s some of it in all of us.’”

It sparked this poem, Burning Potential.


Evolution of a Poem

For this week, I thought it might be interesting to look at the changes a poem can go through. This is the original handwritten version and then the typed version. My writer’s group gave me some suggestions as well, then it appeared on my page last Friday in its current form.

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