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I graduated from West Virginia University many years ago, and I find myself in my early forties, hoping to regain some of my writing skills. The biggest part of what I write on here is an attempt at comic relief, but every once in a while a serious, hopefully

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Education > College Life Should colleges ban firearms?: 1 of 27
I'm a firm believer in our rights as stated in the Second Amendment. In fact as a college student, I regularly hunted on weekends, but that was as a local who drove to school. If you asked me this question a year ago, I may have cast my lot with the other side, but the Virginia Tech incident has made things much fuzzier than... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Poets: 5 of 133
"The Cons of Writing Prose" A would-be poet laureate Sought a rhyme for 'dysentery' He struggled for three hours With his rhyming dictionary He moved to the next couplet And sought a match for 'pagan' He scratched his head, then he took A dip of Copenhagen "This rhyming stuff," he thought aloud, "Isn't really what I chose!" ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Wild & free: 6 of 152
"As Wild and Free as Our Hearts Should Be..." As wild and free as our hearts should be The truth is that they're not All are shackled by mores, laws, and jobs And left on the vine to rot Happiness rides through peaks and vallies That are tied up in the DOW Like balloons in a sea of needles That destroy the here-and-now Simpl... More..
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Dating: 2 of 49
I'm what you'd call a Renaissance Redneck. I've written a book, albeit unpublished, have two college diplomas, and can carry on an intelligent conversation on most topics. However, I AM the West Virginian that that the rest of you stereotype and make sport of, and my true colors run very deep. On a first date, or perhaps eve... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Blank canvas: 6 of 140
"Suicide's Self Portrait" Overlooking ghettoes, In a rat infested loft, An uninspired artist dreams Of days when times were soft, Of running with the in-crowd, Free drinks and free cocaine, And all the other lovely perks That addled up his brain A canvas on an easel Has sat these seveal years Free from paint and brush stroke... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Tunnels: 1 of 23
"Paw Paw Tunnel" Three-thousand feet, six-million bricks, Two ends with little light, Small pinholes, both diluted, By the the inky, moonless night The flashlight brings no comfort; I can see that I'm alone On a wet and narrow walkway, Many miles away from home Water trickles from the ceiling, Falling softly to the floor Rep... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The moon: 8 of 174
Creatures of the Moonlight Over the peaks And down the creeks The moonlight shows the way To a distant place In time and space Where goblins come to play Ghosts and ghouls Frighten fools For that's what mortals be Beneath the moon The weak-hearted swoon When apparitions they do see In the pale light Of a cloudless night Thes... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Fantasy poems for children: 2 of 42
"The Isle of Warrior Rabbits" Some call me a tale teller, But the truth is more my habit I have a history to tell Of the Isle of Warrior Rabbits So grab your milk and cookies And please lend me an ear Forget everything you thought you knew, And I'll make the whole thing clear Rabbits were once a fearsome lot, Equipped with h... More..
Politics, News & Issues > Sports Archives Predictions: 2007-2008 NFL playoffs: 1 of 20
Okay, we're down to the elite eight of professional football. The Steelers, Titans, Buccaneers, and Redskins are gone, and it's time to get serious. Anybody who thinks that the Patriots have already won the Super Bowl could be making a big mistake. The teams that remain are all battle-tested, and a case could be made for sev... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Nighttime blues: 8 of 159
"Chasing Hypnos From His Altar" The mantle clock is magnified And keeps beat to the tune Of the love song of the crickets And the screaming of the moon As it streams in through the window From its place up in the sky, Advancing through the atmosphere To rest upon my eye Astronomy, biology, And just a touch of dread Tap dance... More..