I’ve been thinking about a new site or array of new sites.  I want to get back into the daily/weekly blog postings and ramblings in the hopes that doing so will encourage further poetry writing as well.

I’m envisioning two separate sites with a move of the poetry to a dedicated poetry site and the ramblings on their own as well.  Opinions anyone ( Read more... )

I recently listened to a series of insightful lectures on the American Civil War given by Dr. Gary Gallagher, a professor of History at the University of Virginia. Early on, Dr. Gallagher analyzed the failure of America’s political leadership to find a compromise on slavery in the days and years leading up to secession and the catastrophic and ( Read more... )

In the far off distance of the
past where honor was the cause
and the effect was heart tearing,
I tried to understand my difference
in this world but I didn’t find
the understanding which I graved
so.

I was like a hungry lion looking
for his prey, stalking it, pouncing
yet it got away.  I hungered for
knowledge, yet I died of starvation
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The physical, the elemental pain
was sometimes beyond my understanding.
My flesh was torn; my body fighting in vain
to detach itself from my mind; fleeing

My mind is shattered, no longer free
A castle gutted by flame, hate and greed.
A candle smothered.  Why did you not see
me hurt?  I am drowning.  Do you see me bleed?

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Tribute to Matthew Shepard (Flash File)

My son Matthew did not look like a winner. After all, he was small for his age-weighing, at the most, 110 pounds, and standing only 5’2” tall. He was rather uncoordinated and wore braces from the age of 13 until the day he died. However, in his all too brief life, he proved that he was a winner. My son-a ( Read more... )

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