Poetry by Gene Walker
The Flow of Morning By Gene Walker A crow does a drunkard’s dance looting the weeds…
The Flow of Morning By Gene Walker A crow does a drunkard’s dance looting the weeds…
Mixed Media 10/2017 water color, pen and marker 11×14 Mixed Media 9/2017 water color and pencil…
Uncivil Arrest For George Floyd & Too Many More When they ask “Why?” We ask why…
Home Alone By Terrance Tucker He was laid out in a designer Jean set And Timberlands…
Commonwealth Commonwealth, are they serious? There’s nothing common about the wealth – period! Meaning: end of…
The Ukulele I play a ukulele with plastic strings. I sit on the bleachers and sing…
Mac Memory (A Salute to John MacKenzie) By John Ruzas There was a garden A magical…
We By Christopher Wilkins We who cleared the abyss with a single great leap And then…
Sometimes! By Charles “Chucky” Mamou Jr. Sometimes… I wish I was a kid again, Living in a…
For the Love of Green By Christi Buchanan Emphasize, accent, illuminate or stress Punctuate, accentuate, italicize…