One may think my story is typical. That it is a story of conversion, rebirth and a life renewed in all forms of religious trappings. Not. My personal and even my political views on organized religion really haven’t changed all that much. If anything, my disdain for all things religious is still strong and my views, if expressed to Christians or even other religious zealots are received as vapid at best. But the chapter title is catchy….
- Home
- Updrafts
- The Bay at Yakutat
- The Blues is a Feein’
- Busted Knee Blues
- The Day of the Test
- The Image of A Woman Stuns Me
- The Spirit Of America
- Crystal Lover
- Hard Core
- I Hate Love Poems
- La Jolla At Day and at Night
- Love’s Bliss (For Joe and Brenda)
- Mama, Did You Make a Hat?
- Mental Mechanics
- Moments Keep Falling Like Soft Falling Rain
- No Doubt and No Resolve
- No, Now I Won’t Wind
- Ode for a Dying Plant
- 3 A.M.
- To Tomlinson From King Supers
- When First He Started Saging
- Favorite Poems by Others
- God’s Will
- Tidbits and Snippings
- Mean Streak Blues
- About