Rants of the Newly Old

For National Poetry Month, I’m trying the golden shovel format with New York Times headlines again. Too busy yesterday t...

Baseball Life begins on opening day. So say many baseball fans and writers. Baseball leads into spring, Roun...

He Said, She Said He said, Can I take you out for a drink? She said, Sure, I’d like a drink. He said, I’ll ha...

And since it's April and National Poetry Month, I will attempt to write a poem every day. Robert Lee Brewer is posting prompts, which I ...

Across the Sea Two ships sail west across the Atlantic. The first carries what the shipowners call "ca...

The Moment My Mother Died It was quiet in the hospital at 7 p.m. She was hooked up only to the morphine drip And...

Personal History Can you say, “Fifty years ago, I (did, was, etc.)...”? Is fifty years ago ancient history to yo...

The prompt is "My (blank), the (blank)" so here's my effort. My Memory, the Traitor I learned earl...

The prompt for this was some take on authority, so I thought about what I know and don't know. I'm Not an Expert I’m n...

How to Drive Yourself Insane Offer to write a short interview piece. Acquire a free recording app for your iPad....

What is work? Is it work if you don’t get paid? Is it work if it’s fun? Is it work only if you’re obliged to do ...

Dare you Do you dare to eat a peach? Do you dare to swim upstream? Do you dare to wear chartreuse? Do you dare to leave the team...

Love is a four-letter word, Hardly spoken in impolite society Where lust, eros, itch are preferred. Love evokes romance, purity, id...

Who Are They? Who Were They? Who is the winner of Top Chef on the Food Network? He spent two years in prison fo...

The Garden The garden starts as a rocky plot. I sit on my haunches and toss rocks to the side, filter dirt through my fingers and t...

Departures I have departed many places. The first seven were involuntary. My parents decided we would leave Virginia; Ha...

And here is another poem, amazingly enough. The Body The   machine of the body wears out. Olive oil can only lubricate so...

All right, I'm a day off. The prompt for today’s Poem a Day Challenge on Robert Lee Brewer’s “The Writer’s Digest” blog is “secrets.” ...