In 2016, a life-long dream came true when I visited Northern Ireland.  I had always wanted to see the sprawling green countryside, the charming cities, and the beautiful ocean views.  I was also excited to soak up the history and culture of Belfast.  My travel buddy booked us a cab tour so we could learn it all in the comfort of a nice car.  The next morning, we were picked up by… Read More

As promised, here is another portion of the 21-segment poem epic I wrote recently.   The segments are divided into three parts, and this is the second segment of Part I.  Part I covers many different angles and viewpoints of World War II. I hope you enjoy -and stay tuned for more in the coming weeks!   LET ME TELL YOU HOW I DIED PART I – SEGMENT 2 Stalingrad It was a… Read More

In the year 1861, a man named Wilmer McLean owned a farm in the beautiful countryside of Virginia. It was a charming home that he shared with his family, and the grounds were situated along a bubbling creek called Bull Run. All was well… until the bloodiest war in American history opened right in his front yard. As the first shots opened at Manassas, the armies poured in and McLean’s tranquil home… Read More

An Intro When I was in high school, my brain was a fountain of poetry.  I wrote poems about everything.  Things that bothered me, events in the news, things that made me angry, or things that gave me joy.  I had files and files of poems, limericks, haikus… you name it, I probably wrote it.  Then, that well seemed to dry up.  Especially after I graduated college.  I got caught up in… Read More

Alright, I’m going to be honest.  I’ve never been the biggest fan of Valentine’s Day.  First of all, it’s just way too close to my birthday.  It also doesn’t help that for many Valentine days, I was single.  I’m sure we can agree there’s few things more annoying than watching everyone celebrate a day for lovers when you don’t have one yourself.  I managed the pain by going to the store the… Read More

“Well, you have to visit the Underground,” a friend told me over dinner last fall.  It was just before I was due to take off for my first trip to Seattle.  My head raced with questions.  Was there some sort of impressive underground rail system in Seattle?  Was “the Underground” a little-known community within the town?  Some sort of artistic district that I just had to see? Well, as it turns out,… Read More

In the summer of 2016, I drove down an isolated road in Southern Georgia.  There wasn’t much around.  There were just a few run-down houses here and there.  Cotton fields stretched on to the horizon.  Silence hung heavy along with the heat. There were only a few signs with arrows to point me to my destination.  I followed them to a small parking lot that was practically empty of cars.  A quiet… Read More

As winter sets in, here is some poetic musing on the force of time and how fast it moves.  Enjoy! Tick, tock, tick, tock That’s the sound of the old brass clock I breathe deeper, it chimes the hour It has no feelings, it does not cower I sit and grip the arm of my chair It sits across from me with a blank stare It has no eyes, yet I feel… Read More

Once upon a time, deep in the mountains of Germany, there was a charming little village named Lauscha. It was surrounded by snowy slopes and magnificent pine trees, and was home to generations of glassblowers. It was a special town indeed, because since the mid-1800s, their primary trade was Christmas. The traditional German Tannenbaum or Kristbaum had caught the attention of the rest of the world. Seeing an opportunity, Lauscha turned their… Read More

May 2, 1946 started as a normal day on the job for William Miller. Or at least, as normal as any day could be on “the Rock” – what most people called Alcatraz Prison. Situated on a tiny island just off the coast of San Francisco, it was the most infamous prison for federal criminals. It boasted zero successful escapes, although many inmates had tried. Most were stopped by the guards before… Read More