by George | Oct 12, 2026 | Poems
OK, brace yourselves, this is one hell of a word. It can be a noun, as in “he is such a fool”. It can be a verb, as in “I fooled you with that one”. It can be an adjective with a little added, as in “what a foolish man”. And we won’t talk about foolhardy, foolscap and...
by George | Oct 5, 2026 | Poems
A prose poem When I was a boy, I wanted to be a magician. So, I studied and learned some tricks. But, I knew with a certainty that only ten year old boys can have, that I needed a cape. The tricks don’t matter if you don’t have a cape. So, I scrounged around my mother...
by George | Sep 28, 2026 | Poems
Teenage boys meandering through the forest. Jakes are adolescent male Wild Turkeys. They appear early in the morning mist, Always in groups; the hens are spoken for. The Jakes are left to wander, to practice being Toms. They puff up for each other, strutting around,...
by George | Sep 15, 2026 | Poems
A great Senator once said, “everyone is entitled to their own opinion, but not their own facts.” Jack Webb always said, “Just the facts, Ma’am, just the facts.” No emotion, no embellishment, just the facts. Maybe things were simpler in the Fifties. But sometimes fact...
