Just another reflection I made.
Another acrostic poem. They are quite fun to play around with.
More social justice/equality/workers rights stuff.
This one is for you, all the working poor in US.
A moody bit of poetry for today, very Sunday in November.
Another one of these, revisiting another favorite subject.
More musing on the good bits about fall, now that we’re in the worst of it, ha ha.
Some more personal musings in poetry form.