The Bike Ride
The inspiration for this poem was passing two young bike riders who happened to be my nineteen year old son and his girlfriend. They are reflected in the second stanza (is that the right term?). The beginning of the poem are my memories learning to ride. And the last stanza is memories of my grandmother, who never learned to drive, getting around on an adult tricycle.
Norman and Willy Build a Clubhouse
My daughter Samantha and I decided one of our goals this summer would be to write a children's story. We discussed characters and here is our first effort. Whether people like it or not, we will write some more about the adventures of Norman and Willy. We encourage comments and constructive criticism (and even story ideas).
America's Tolkien
My mom introduced me to Tolkien. I was in 7th or 8th grade and she gave me a copy of The Hobbit. My friends and I had just discovered Dungeons & Dragons, so the connection with Tolkien was a no-brainer. So much attracted me to Tolkien. His style was storytelling at its finest. His characters were complex and even though fantastic, they were real. The world and languages he created showed so much creativity. But what I liked most was the primary theme: good can overcome evil. Writers rarely write like that anymore...maybe it's too blasé. The Game of Thrones series has caught a lot of attention, even if it blurs the lines between good and evil. I have read the first two books and watched the three seasons on HBO and like it. It is a soap opera that both men and women can watch together. But I have to be honest. I miss the good guy. Maybe one will appear in the books or seasons I have not read or watched. R.R. Martin may be America's Tolkien but he will never be a replacement for the original.
A Lil' Silver Magic
This is a part travel, part instructional piece. Travel in that it touches on exploring parts of Southwest Utah, and instructional in that it deals with catching trout on spinners and spoons. I dedicate it to my Dad who passed away in September, 2012. If you think I should expand it...let me know.
BROKEN
In February of 2012 I was hospitalized and not in good shape at all. Needless to say, it was a tough year. In the Fall of that year I was growing frustrated with life and tried my hand, for the first time ever, at poetry. What came out was BROKEN. It's dark but I want to assure everyone that life goes on and things get better. But it can be a long, difficult process. Feel free to leave comments.
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