Best Supplies Poems

COFFEE

Coffee is my medication,
Savoury warm embrace.
Supplies me with motivation
To get me through rough days.
Should I stumble, should I fall,
I’ll get a kick at ten.
Java is...

Read more of this work...

If you're going to wage a war, there's a few things you must do
Like having robust logistics in place and a battle hardened crew
You'll need...

Read more of this work...

Is it
simply a case of precipitation,
moist warm air condensation
or are they God’s tears showering us with love,
as rain washes away our sorrows,
in the hope of...

Read more of this work...

It was late in gorgeous springtime, and I was teaching my class,
A lesson in African history, and the events of time's hourglass.

My fourth graders were...

Read more of this work...

I'd just checked out of a hotel in the town of Santa Fe 
Went to the store to collect supplies and went on my way
I...

Read more of this work...

In the cemetery I walk, so dark it is this night.
 Hoping that the Ghouls won't start to bite.
I feel the tug of the dead,...

Read more of this work...

A year ago, the Russian state launched an unprovoked attack
Seizing land from Ukraine but they've bravely fighting back 
If Russia can't have it, they operate...

Read more of this work...

The desired Anti-Christ will have disciples
followers who carry guns and rifles

It's not known if they believe the lies
though evidence is before their ears and eye's

No...

Read more of this work...

Fanatics in Talibama
stadiums of bigoted extravaganza
hopefully supporters one day held to account
for abusing children in the name
of evangelical doctrine

He assassinates foreign officials
as terrorists like to...

Read more of this work...

8. Transformation

Yielding to those who have mastered the art
Of grasping one's place in existence's grand scheme
Life’s constant challenges never depart
But humble diligence will grow the...

Read more of this work...

There's a river that twists in the mind
that I plunder and ravish with sieves,
on crusades to the summit of rhyme
where my Phoenix of tropes and...

Read more of this work...

Some children come into the school building dancing, singing, hopping, bursting with uninhibited glee.
They exchange giddy, happy stories about their day at the mall, dropping...

Read more of this work...

Dedicated to a fine poet on soup, Lin Lane
-------------------------------------------------


I shook hands with my brother and bade him farewell
Then set off on my journey away from...

Read more of this work...

Oh sky look down on this earth of gray,
Something dreadful on the horizon looms.
There is no black and no white today,
Laws exist but justice is...

Read more of this work...

Help me save the children from rage and hopelessness,
Bring your optimistic lanterns, and your jubilant joy sticks.

Meet me in a half hour in the gazebo...

Read more of this work...