Programmers know that you really can’t write a program about something you know nothing about apparently poet’s don’t understand that



Of late my form and style has been changing greatly. And there is a need to show what I am writing. Yet if I do then I cannot submit to be published. So I write not knowing if it will be read someday or just a lost path I walked for a time.

What words to say

So I have this blog and somehow I must post to find words to put here that will make people want to read them
but I’m really not a people person I am a loner
and truthfully I will admit, I really don’t like poetry
I like Rod McKuen who all the serious ports say was not a poet
and a few others
most poets however I can’t stand
I hate correcting grammar
I can’t stand correcting word usage
poetry should sing
poetry should change you
poetry should change the world
if you’re not a poet trying to change the world
if you’re not a poet trying to change people
if your words have no meaning they just rhyme have meter and feet
I don’t want to read your words

What to write when no one see’s

Does He

Does He have any toes
finger nails and a nose
ears to hear and mouth to laugh
when He sits is there a lap
little kids there to sit
a little twinkle in His eye
a face with lines from His smile
hands to hold onto mine
legs to walk by my side
is He just the very same
as we are in every way
find in Him nothing strange
that we could not understand
just someone who loves us
just someone just like us

Not me

Not me

There is some wonder
there is a question
I am not at all sure
where the words come from
they seem strange to me often
like I never sent them
I don’t know where they’re from
I don’t know how there formed
the words that come from me
often puzzled me
sometimes I’m not at all sure
what the words are trying to say
the words just flow from somewhere
somehow something inside of me
have words that I don’t use
thoughts I wonder at
questions I can’t answer
the words just flow
they come from somewhere
maybe someone
not me


it is hard to overcome the fear of rejection
it is hard to stand in front of a crowd and read your own works
it is hard to get a hundred rejections
to get the one glorious acceptance
it is hard to spend many many hours
working at the craft without writing poetry at all
it is hard to take your works and send them off
into the dark unknown of cyberspace
and wait for months
wait unknowing
for answers

Finding my poems.

I started writing poetry in high school and never stopped. In 2003 I published Shadows of Footsteps as an eBook. I kept on writing and adding poem to the book till 2016. Then I decided to self-publish it as a paperback book that could be sold in book stores.

Self-publishing was so rewarding that it rekindled my write to a greater pace that ever before. I then wrote and published Reflections in the Twilight, 2017 and Looking to the Light, 2017.
Then I decide to submitted poems to poetry journals and learned that they wouldn’t take any poems from the first three books because they were in print. So then I wrote Shouting in the Wind, 2018
And now Looking Back, 2018 I published them for only my private use so that I could submitted their poems to poetry journals.
Since then I have had four poems in print in poetry journals. So you may buy my first three books but cannot buy the two since that point in time.
So this is my publications;
Shadows of Footsteps, 2003
Reflections in the Twilight, 2017
Looking to the Light, 2017
Shouting in the Wind, 2018
Poetry Quarterly – Fall 2017, Gentle Thoughts
Utah Life Magazine – March/April 2018, Spring Time
Looking Back, 2018
Poetry Quarterly – Spring 2018, Teach to Write
Utah Life Magazine – May/June 2018, Skydiving
You can see some of my poems here;
I has a youtube channel,
a blog,
and a webpage,