[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Across the great Middle Eastern plain, Riders came to bring the fight, Assured of victory in his Name, With passions burning a gem-hard flame, Maybe losing the soul's insight. Please let God do the mapping, Of souls...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] I'm told to put the dreams away, The time is over to play and run, Those child's views have had their day, Back then there was humorous fun. The wide range had the lone cowboy, Adults, I'm...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] An April drama did raise all eyes, In Berlin soil, an old bomb appears, Not the first time but a surprise, An old war debt is in arrears. Treated now, it must be undone, Neutralized with respect...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] There is indeed that gentle gaze, From the elder who saw no wrong, I recall now through history's haze, The grandparent who moved by gentle song. Myself, I'm there, as age does go, With eyes to select...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Finishing Work at Dad’s Office, 1948 Nobody smokes a pipe much any more, except my partner, Sand The musty aroma penetrates back to the engineer’s office, Dad’s workplace. Pipes filled the trays on the large, heavy oak...