It was November 2022, and my pretty girl had just returned home from our time in California. It was a great vacation that we spent in and...

When I write poetry, I usually write a haiku, but I'm trying a limerick today. I was motivated by one of the pieces that I saw this...

If ever there was someone that I wanted to spend a day taking incredible nude photos of and then going for a long walk in the wilderness...

I do not resemble your other lovers, my lady should another give you a cloud I give you rain Should he give you a lantern, I will give...

"Five more years," we said What I didn't tell her was I meant Martian years

I swear, since seeing your face, the whole world is fraud and fantasy The garden is bewildered as to what is leaf or blossom. The...

It's nice to know that There are numbers after nine We'll see them pass, too

Through a gaped barn door I spy as the engorged cock Rests its head eastward (A haiku written by Ms. Blue Eyes and based upon a picture...

Arthur Franklin Mapes was an Indiana poet who lived in Kendalville, Indiana and wrote often of his home state. In 1963, Mapes wrote the...

The universe is a poem Even the language tells us the universe is a poem Uni means one; verse means poem The entire universe is a poem So...