M.B. HENRY

The story of Joshua Chamberlain, the 20th Maine, and their heroic stand on Little Round Top is one of the most famous from the battle of Gettysburg.  While entire books have...

Welcome back to the Poetry Break and the poem epic that I fell way behind on posting!  I do apologize to those of you who were waiting for the next segment. ...

Once upon a boring Saturday, my husband and I retreated to the Echo Mountain hiking trail located in Alta Dena, California.  Like most trails around here, it was a good workout,...

Do you ever wonder what it’s like to go back in time?  I think about it a lot, as I’m sure many history enthusiasts do.  Over the years, I have accepted...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

“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. ...

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...

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...