I Will Always Want You

I will always want you The Beloved says to me. I think back to my mother who didn’t When I was born The lovers who did But then left or I left them The employers who did But paid little and pushed hard And then disappeared The friends who I no longer see The wine that...

Wine

My friend Thomas gave me this poem recently. I couldn’t resist sharing. Wine Blessed One I am the grape You crushed To make the wine Of my soul Thomas Reidy lives in the Santa Fe area, where he designs and builds homes and art studios. His poetry flows in...

Five-Star Ambiance

As a travel writer, one of my duties has been to rate accommodations. Of course I have an ideal against which I measure all. These hotels or resorts possess a five-star ambiance. A room in such a place might have thick Persian rugs on maple floors, gold tile in the...

We Are Gladiators

“What we do in life, echoes in eternity.”—Maximus, The Gladiator Recently, I committed to bringing my new creations into the world—my website and novel. Since then, I have become a gladiator. The critics have arrived to show me my foolishness, to tell me I shouldn’t...