I wrote a lot of poetry in the late eighties and early nineties, essentially my undergrad years, and a bit thereafter. Poetry came to a screeching stop upon entry into post-grad religious work. It occurs to me as I write this to wonder if it was the work-load or the subject matter......

I'm not certain if my poetry from earlier years is worth putting up here, but I'll certainly be adding to this collection...

Frontiers and Notes

My Bed

Mountains (much more modern, 1998)