Category: Poetry

Another One of My Published Poems

From my first chapbook:

GIANTS

we still live in a land of monstrous giants

we still live in a land of grand dragons

we still live in a land of poisonous vipers we still live in a land of terrible monstrosities

we still quake at the thought of them

we still shake in their presence

we still flee at the sight of them

and when they roar we still scream

no one stands still turns to face the giants

no one confronts the dragons

no one tangles with the vipers anymore

everyone wants to run

everyone wants to hide

everyone wants comfort

everyone wants complacency

who is still willing to overthrow the giants? who is still willing to slay the dragons? who is still willing to crush the vipers?

who is still willing to rid the land of its terrible monstrosities?

One of My Published Poems

this poem is from my first poetry chapbook, “Good Morning New Year”.

It speaks to my dealing with opposition and fear.

How Will I Fare When I Stand Before Goliath

how will I fare before a Goliath?

will discouragement from family, friends

invade my ears, my heart, make me stand down

will terror his girth, horror his sword

make me cower, fret, lose nerve, run and hide

who is this Goliath that makes me shrink

from following after my dreams?

the apprehension of taking a risk

the fear of failure pursuing success

the timidity of stepping on stage

the avoidance having, achieving goals

who is Goliath that makes me stand down?

One of My Published Poems

This poem is from my first self published collection: “Good Morning New Year”

WARRIORS

keep on writing you writing warriors

write on you writing warriors write on

fight to the finish, finish the fight

wage war exemplify strength,

show might by the way of your force.

your weapons are pencils, pens writing pads, keyboards and paper. some still use typewriters, none use the gun,

none use the gun,

none use the cannon,

none use the missile,

none use the bomb.

your fortresses, arsenals, armories consists of libraries laid in brick, mortar, sweat, blood and stone

electronic bookshelves also made of digitized zeros and ones.

your eyes see and read

your minds absorb and assess

your hearts feel and embrace

you put our hands to the work

to lands marred by brutality and tumult

you bring compassion and calm

keep on writing you writing warriors

write on you writing warriors write on