By Jacqueline Jackson
This poem is by my grandson, Jay Ryan, from a booklet he's compiled of his work. In the Northern Hemisphere, conifers are tall...
Boring Poem #2
Because of you
WW2 Poem # 9
Burma Shave poem #1
Boring Poem #1
my mother’s school
3rd grade memory #2
third grade memory # 1
first grade memory # 3
emigration poem # 1
family chatter poem #3
Another Valentine Poem
grade school poem #1
Bored of the Rings?
conjecture poem #1
philosophy poem # 17
archival find #51
metaphor poem, future thoughts
Music Poem #27: Bach Plus
foolery? poem # 1
Remembering Our Veterans’ Sacrifices
@ Hamilton's
Sun., May 29, 2-3:30 p.m.
Maverick barely passes muster, Men is a shallow take, Taste of Whale questions tradition
By Chuck Koplinski
The migration of Black Americans
By Stacie Lewis
These honored dead
By Mark Flotow
A true WW II story, Three is a cry for help, Barry engaging once more