Time Prose Poetry Poems

It sounded like violent thunder
Like Thor’s hammer beating triple time
We watched the hill, wondering if it was them
We had heard about the five wild mustangs...

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The antiquated train tunnel had not been working for years.
Paranormal researchers asked about it, but we did not encourage them.
No one I knew had seen...

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I was from a poor rural county in Iowa
The kind that drafts young men during wars
Back in the late sixties many of our men went...

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I know what,
But I don't know when.
I know where,
But I don't know when.
I know how,
But I don't know when
I know who
But I don't know when.
I...

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I love women who gracefully dance
And sweetly sing; and women who 
Avidly read and who brilliantly think;
I love women who love to love—

And who despise...

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The antiquated train station in Omaha could make a marvelous house
Are you kidding? My spouse asked. You are kidding, right?
I was not kidding, my mind...

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Well, here I am again… at my crossroads
I can tell they are mine
The marker I.D. reads “Between a rock and a hard place”

“What a shameful...

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"Those who cannot remember the past
are condemned to repeat it"
George Santayana.

The American Revolutionary War was
The 13 colonies' war for independence.
Their beliefs and resolve were so
greatly...

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You are a long time ago
Something so distant 
A stranger 

What it would be like to see you now
 It used to light up my...

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Today I start a new adventure.
Every day I do this.
For this second is all I have.
The next second is not promised.
I can be stricken down...

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heaven was not what Charlene expected. She was thinking Jesus.
Instead, she found a bubble of a pink day moon lounging over a meadow
Her body had...

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One person cannot make a difference the naysayer argues.
But I do not take the bait, for I have learned.
Naysayers do not have a stopping point.

I...

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Your faces i see when i close my eyes 

Voices still heard in the summer breeze, 

Gatherings curtailed by a floating disease, 

Poisoned air that...

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I am sure she is awake from her nap, my daughter said.
I ran up to get her; she is two and dazzlingly beautiful.
She is my...

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Shirley had never attempted an entire quilt by herself before.
But her mother was dying, and she wanted to show her she could.
Her mother was thrilled...

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