Poem: “Content”

If he hadn’t died in 1993, my father would have been 97 today. This poem is in honor of him. God bless you, Dad.   CONTENT Tired eyes have seen so much. Blowing dust that swallowed lives. Smallpox, caravans of desperation. California, the promised land.   Weathered hands have touched the world. A seaman’s tunic … More Poem: “Content”

Poem: “Caribou”

I started off writing poetry a long time ago, and once in a blue moon something strikes me that calls for a poem. Poetry is good for stirring up our descriptive abilities, so there’s that. Anyway, this comes from a dream I had about a month ago. Enjoy. CARIBOU   White snow, white fog, white … More Poem: “Caribou”