I had a thought before I woke. In the morning light it did not hold…
Tag: poetry
Medium rare,warmred center.Slathered insauteed mushroomsand onions.My choiceof potato on the side.Au gratin, baked,mashed,shoestring,steak cut fries.The…
This time start at the beginning.Whose beginning?My beginning?The universes?In the beginningthere was darknessor a bangor…
You awake in a housesurrounded by a hot plate,refrigerator stocked with food,fresh water, electricity, everything…
Ideological differences too stark,raised to fight,our war predestined. No hill worth dying for.When wars are…
Every night my father would sit down with a crime novel and a gin and…
I want to fine a place of peaceas exists in half forgotten memories.A creek I…
If you’re like meand find yourselffeeling a little more broken than beforestart your morningwith this…
David Huzzard Writes 