What about the working man?
“What about the working man?” His roaring filled the street. We were children scurrying past, herd …
“What about the working man?” His roaring filled the street. We were children scurrying past, herd …
This poem is in memory of Martin Colfer. Skipper of the Rebecca C, who often took me out to search …
Sonnet for Chagall These mine eyes are the windows of my soul, where you may think inside of …
Haiku inspired by two old ladies strolling along Fifth Avenue ,New York City, incorporating a commentary on our times and …
At the Library, New Ross From my window desk, perched high above the grey slated gables I pause for thought, …
3 Public Parks, USA On Boston Common the squirrels are shy, darting away, barely visible, ready to ambush the …
Old scars Dead men tell no tales but old scars do. Each one begins in violence then settles over time …
It’s not often you get a chance to get so close to whales, dolphins or even seals in their natural …
Normal People lead normal lives and have perfectly ordinary people all around them. They are never troubled and bad things …
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