The Rhythm of Picking Sides
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

Circles of energy, electric anger in love…
The falling sky, ominous and foreboding presses gravity upon
...

The sea is deep. The sea is vast. The winds, they die. The winds they blast. Does he think of the sheets on the clothes-lines As he darts mid the rigging and sails? Does his ship rock him...

For the Love of Why
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

As we stand trembling in the valley of fear.
Locked, cocked and ready to rock, dwelling upon the
insistence of...

This is a poem I wrote in 1999 close to Mothers Day. The picture is my youngest daughter Heidi and my Granddaughter Ronnie.

This beautiful poem by Yeats is really one of his very best. And his best is made of gold and bronze. I dedicate this reading of the poem to The Lady Anne, Maras Veil, whose own beautiful poem...

Turns Fifty
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

Time is a determined little bastard that doesn’t age a second.
Constantly moving its effects can’t be denied. It has no...

Merry Christmas
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

Easy to forget and hard to keep
that innocence of yesterday.
The winds of change flutter
the...

Quibble Flabberghast by MrDaMan Virgil R. Hall II (Randy) A scathing retort is all that is left, politics after all is passion not reason. Sincerity is the mothers milk of the trickster, a...

video poem presentation English translation: The poem 'Mùa Khổ - Người Đàn bà Phú Yên' invites readers, especially Vietnamese readers, to a narrative poem on the death of a mother in...