THE DRIFTER

Sometimes a poem can be written in a short time. Maybe under an hour, for example. Other times the poem can take a loooong time. The thoughts bouncing around in both the conscience and sub-conscience mind until a completed poem evolves.

CRABBY OLD MAN

I recently received the following poem and the story about it's origin in an email.

FISHERBOY

 I found this photo in a portfolio of old pictures attached to an email that I had received recently. It “jumped” out at me and I knew immediately that I had to write a poem for the peaceful scene . . . 

WHAT IS A FRIEND?

Today we have another poem by guest writer and poet Norm Neville

COINS OF MEMORIAL

I recently received an e-mail about putting coins on deceased veteran's grave markers.

WORDS

If you’re a regular reader of my blog, you’ve probably noticed a French flavor to some of my poems.

CAN WE TALK?

On a recent trip into town, I had a long wait for my appointment. So another fellow and I went outside to enjoy the beautiful weather of the day and to get some fresh air.  

The Old Hermit

The subject of my poem today (Elisha Reavis) was a real person who lived (1827-1896) in Arizona’s harsh Superstition Mountains at a time before the area became a state. The Apache Indians considered it their land and were a constant threat.

Vieiller

Occasionally, I will post a poem on this blog that I did not write simply because I like it. Today’s poem was sent to me by friends, “Beeeell” and “Frenchie”. The poem is full of beautiful philosophy. Unfortunately, the author is unknown.