Tom

the poet on rainy days I write very often in the night pink skies at night twilight till rosy dawn I delight in re-reading aloud perusing...

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*arrangement by Erin on occasion LASTING BEAUTY its beauty once brilliant/fragrant now past it’s prime remains beautiful all the same...

*photo by Erin On the way to Perdition Something hit me squaren’ the face I found myself renewed . . . . . Saved From frozen Hell! tom...

*photo by Cynthia Pinkston Keep one’s eye Diligent On the sky As weather draws nigh For even gentle rain For weeks Can be deceptive Over...

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Winter into Spring Under snow my garden sleeps, Sweet winter carrots, Hiding deep, Deep beneath Jack Frost, Dormant Perennials, Seeds and...

I am but a brick In the house of horrors Rigid What secrets I keep inside tom tenbrunsel A Carl Sandburg Writer

*title compliments of Bob Dylan It is a time for we the people It is a time for reuniting America It is a time for unity and strength It...

*photo be erin THE VANISHING i watched a man walk onto the mountain up, up, up up further up he climbed till he caught up with himself...

Today’s Featured Poets Shirley & Erin - mom & daughter Here’s the riddle by Erin: Two new iPhones in clear cases were sitting on the...

An Idea! To ignore is foolhardy To tout is narcissistic If of interest, grasp it and run Author’s Note: Tesla or Edison?

🎶Ashokan Farewell🎶 Though I’d give the Appalachian Trail a try today But it were Helena closed Meby Spring tom tenbrunsel Poet Laureate...

I And the spirit writer Hold secrets untold We shall expose’ them In a manner untoward tom tenbrunsel A Carl Sandburg Writer Author’s...

*some buckshot in mamma‘s rope basket” Fixing tu celebrate. Setting up to join the Mountain New Years display around dusk up here in the...

The sky flashes, and mountains shutter Seas trembling A rumble fills the dusty air Creatures scurry about nowhere The Creator is...

Projected Illusion No window Confusion? A face A landscape Reflection Shadow Captured On a blank wall Nothing Nothing at all Yet There it...

My Bard Fellow My fellow bard I have but one last favor Myself to ask, I have four score Of poetry Left upon my shelf Please I beg...

*photo by Lauren A chair, Papa, Please Pull up Late night. Why of course I’m there For my favorite, Chai Tea Thee And I. I Tesser Mile...

*Jim Shore Quilt Crèche I have many Crèche garnered over the years. Some I keep. Some I gift. Each reminds me of the true meaning of...