I’m Not One of the Beautiful People

I’m not one of the beautiful people (Front row seats are for people without broken feet); The charmers, greasy grinners,… Read more I’m Not One of the Beautiful People

Beware The Auctioneers: The Utopian World Order & Its Globalist Engineers

Bellowing temperatures? “The sky is falling!” Karl Marx’s mindless drones are calling. Climate change is the opiate of the masses,… Read more Beware The Auctioneers: The Utopian World Order & Its Globalist Engineers

What makes a boy thrown to the ground, Wrestle with quiet inner rage? The silence of spectators As they… Read more Punch-drunk Innocence

. Rhythm Shoes Broken blues Wooden floors Blackened halls Five notes Minor stairs Strings and wood Fred Astaire. Fret board… Read more Six Strings

. Midnight Wind, old friend! Moving curtains once again? My silent reminder. Not a figment of my mind, or any… Read more My Silent Reminder

Seventeen craters and counting, Shells fall, there’s no moving a train running hard. Sulfur, smoke and coal, Whistle blows; splinters… Read more Ode To Frederick William Petrie: Of Bombs & Broken Tracks

As a father, who happens to homeschool his five kids, I also have the distinct honour of managing the general… Read more Windmills & Giants!

Broken trails and winded sails. Sold for a pittance; Auditioning for your pity. Hearts to open, White paper to… Read more Broken Trails & Winded Sails

Jaded. Silence and emergency, In bludgeoning contrast, clang in discordant unity. The murderous, winsome sin of vain words Like… Read more The Shadows of Angels Were Always Obscured By The Dark

. Schoolyard popularity Social media celebrities Armchair activists ignoring reality News feed narcotics Narcissist neurotics Status anxiety? A “like” is… Read more Unorthodox Haikus: On Social Media & Post-Atomic Skies