Sometimes I take a notion to write some poetry, as my elders might say long ago in the village where I spent my childhood. Some of that poetry is pretty bad, but it’s the poetry I have, so I’ve decided to share some of it here:

BUT FOR THE GRACE OF GOD – A poem based on the old phrase But the the grace of God, there walks I

T(W)O WORDS – A short poem dedicated to my wife.

INSOMNIAC – A stifling and tortuous lack of sleep.

THE LAST KISS – Many poems have been written about the first kiss. Here is a poem about the last one.

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