A Flurry of Poetry

A few years ago, I had some prolific output as a poet. A Muse had entered my life, and I expressed my typhoon of emotions in an onslaught of poems: Long form free verse, rhymed almost-sonnets, a scatter-shot of  haiku.  Here are some sample lines from that period: *** “A young person often regrets whatContinue reading “A Flurry of Poetry”

Kid At Heart?

What does it mean to be a kid at heart? I received a text from my cousin Bill right before Halloween. He asked if I was going to “haunt the yard” on October 31st. It’s like he blew the dust off a long forgotten memory; I suddenly recalled the two of us running around theContinue reading “Kid At Heart?”