war crimes
I woke up this morning to horror stories of slain civilians and empty rhetoric. This poem is about that. war crimes by susan © 2022 war crimes blackened streets…
war zones
This painting by fine artist and FB friend Don Bruner captured my attention. The subject is the downtown Almonte, Ontario, Canada, the small community in which we both live….
space invaders
The name of this poem is inspired by a 1978 video game (screen shot above) in which “the goal is to defeat wave after wave of descending aliens with…
empty pages
Awwww, go on then, read the poem… empty pages ©2016 punkie empty pages empty pages blank for ages begging for a thought mock my brain drive me insane ideas…
home sweet Homs no longer
Drones are sometimes used for bombing. They’re also used for taking pictures and videos.
never on sunday or any other day of the week
never on sunday by punkie “Do you believe in God?” He asked. “No,” I said without thinking. Later, I reconsidered. I feel the existence of a higher…
deal yourself a new hand
One night I found myself in tears wishing I were somewhere other than where I was. The next morning I dragged my spirit out of a ditch and told myself to get…
the shape of things to come
A poem about life’s potential and living it. the shape of things to come © 2015 punkie the shape of things to come by punkie i see your…
for the sake of childish games
I spent a month un-publishing hundreds of blog posts, videos, images, and poems born from my core. Why? Because a few people who wield a little power fear slivers of the truth I…