By the Side of the Road Little boy standin’ by the side of the road, Lookin’ down beside hisself in the gutter at a dirty old toad, What was sittin’ … Continue reading Standoff Excerpt: By the Side of the Road
I would hope that anyone who reads my poetry understands that I write what comes to my mind and it doesn't mean I'm the reality of the words. I mean that just because I write about alcoholism does not mean I am the character in the poems. I write about those I've known and those I know and a very wide grouping that is of sinners and saints, those who know who and where they are going and those who are completely lost. I am empathic. I write in the first person because I feel the reality of what I am writing about. Like Dean Martin pretending to be drunk while performing I am not what it may seem. Just a thought as I know some out there who read what I write see the words and not the art or the understanding of the problem I am commenting on, nor do they understand that the comment is for the purpose of illustration and not my own personal reality. Married to a wonderful woman who is my best friend. Ronald Reagan Conservative Republican. Masters of Accounting-Taxation, United States Marine, taught for 10 years at the University of South Florida, held the following professional certifications: CPA, CVA, CFA. Published author, currently writing three novels and a ton of poems.
Walking with a Dead Butterfly Come fly away now gentle butterfly Open your wings and capture a breath of wind Set sail and say goodbye to the world below Let … Continue reading STANDOFF EXCERPT 9.12.19
It’s Four O’clock in the Morning A light rain falls on the grass and pond outside my window to the world It falls on the street and shines in a … Continue reading STANDOFF from the book 8.31.19
Crushed Cigarettes Left on the Floor I met her years back in a local tavern A bar, a pub, a gin spot, liquor room And she followed me home without … Continue reading STANDOFF excerpt 8.28.19
The Old Undead of Poets And thus spake true, the old undead of poets long forgot As the grass they stood upon withered and the trees nearby did rot For … Continue reading Standoff 8.20.2019 Post
And so, alone in the glen, but unaware of the world beyond where he sat, he searched through the rags hoping to find another such as he hiding there in … Continue reading Ragdoll Man C-2
Standoff is a book of poetry and short stories. I will be placing posts here as I go. It is published and available at Amazon. You can also buy it … Continue reading STANDOFF, bit by bit
There once was a man who saved rag dolls, he saved them as he felt their lives were doomed, and yet, the reality was that he himself was a rag doll. … Continue reading The Ragman Files E – 1
Tomorrow Jan, Tread, and I drive to the U of F in Gainesville to the Internal Medicine Department to get a reevaluation of the fungus problem in Tread’s hip and … Continue reading 7.24.19
So, it is Sunday 7/21/19 and I am trying to write a short story, finish a true crime novel, submit some poetry for publication, and more…..much more….too much more. Plus, … Continue reading Sunday heading towards Monday.