A Little Poetry

One of my Facebook offerings. A work likely still in progress.

https://www.harespawlitjournal.com/issue-9 “From dust we are born, and through rust we will return.”

First place winner in South Dakota State Poetry Society's 2023 Landscape poetry contest. https://sdpoetry.org/winning-landscape-poems-fa2...

https://pttautumnmoon22.blogspot.com/2022/10/after-new-moon.html?m=1 “When I’m gone, stop at the edge of places we walked together and...

https://hobocampreview.blogspot.com/2022/07/todd-williams.html “My son will never see Star Wars, or at least the movie I saw in the...

https://www.corpuscallosumpress.com/copy-of-winter-2022?lightbox=dataItem-l5bnstxs&fbclid=IwAR14_0RjO7H56qawgw0wmEYtsgIJlJ_yO6_bkKThyhV_k...

Published in the 2022 edition of South Dakota State University's "Oakwood." Love in the Time of Caldera https://openprairie.sdstate.edu/c...

https://hobocampreview.blogspot.com/2021/04/todd-williams.html “Old highways rarely die; they rise at the edge of farmers' fields."

I Sing the Baud Electric. https://sdpoetry.org/silver-linings-and-zoom-in-the-pandemic/ “I crash the party with reckless abandon,...

Todd Williams wrote this poem shortly after the death of his father, having gone through his clothes and belongings. He writes: “I was...