WHEN I WAS A YOUNG LAD essay

Being young and full of adventure in the early 1950's was exciting. Especially when I was with friends crossing a long train-trestle.

Your Love

Those by night...

Passages

Surviving the passages of time as history creeps by

An Old Mind Game

This poem was inspired by the unusual approach to poetry of Emily Dickinson, whom I studied A while back in English Literature.
Cherry

Offerings

Jackdaws leave no note, just gnarled twigs like bony fingers pointing at the women who live like clichés: alone, on a hill, with cats.

The Executioner

A glimpse of the future.

The patient house that dreamt of itself

Dormant for 300 years, empty as a monks' cell dreaming of itself. It waited patiently staring at the rain tapping out its own carnival. It waited watching over generations
Cherry

Poe Girl...A classic retold

This is my tribute to Poe's Cask of the Amontillado.

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