Category: Poetry

A Quiet Morning Prayer As I Stoke Up My Stove ********** Thank You Oh Lord For Each New Day I’m In For Each New Morning’s Fire And the Warmth It Provides Me ********** Until Our Trails Cross Again: May You All Be Kept Warm & Safe Through Winter’s Fireside...

Author’s Note: I never know when or how a story or verse will arrive. They always seem to appear out of nowhere and catch me off guard. This poem originally came to me while I was standing in my kitchen making a big pot of wild turkey soup, which...

Author’s Note: I don’t consider myself a poet. I don’t seek them out. Sometimes, however, they still seem to find me. This one came in pieces, like fall’s falling leaves, on my last fall duck hunting trip of the season, up north to Middle Saranac Lake via South Creek....

Somewhere Out There Beyond All Worry And Strife Exists A parallel Universe Where Dreams Are Reality Where Baseball Is Life ***** Somewhere Out There Exists An Alternate World Where Imagination Sprints Onto The Field Where I’m Pitching Baseballs To The Roar Of The Crowd ***** Somewhere Beyond Anywhere Hometown...

“I SHALL LIVE OUT MY DAYS BEING TRUE TO MYSELF” ********** Until Our Trails Cross Again: ADKO...

16 Years Ago, I Was Diagnosed Docs told me “It’s Cancer.” I Fought to Survive One Hard Year Later My Cancer Came Back Doc shook his head “It’s time to call Hospice.” I Refused to Just Die Back To the Wall, Only One Bullet Left “Salvage Surgery” They Called...

Moonlight shot of Middle Saranac Lake. From the beach near the Plymouth Rock inlet. September 2021...

& Other Select Poems by “The Accidental Poet” I don’t consider myself a poet. The few poems I do write happen quite by accident. A single word softly whispers. A quiet voice soothes my spirit. A thought trickles past. From somewhere hidden deep in my mind’s forest, an unmarked...

Author’s Note: I’m not sure what I wanted to be most when I was young: Archaeologist, Major League Baseball Player, Daniel Boone, or Poet. I’ve tried my hand at all four along the way, with varied results. Many of those endeavors are chronicled here in my blog. God willing,...

While Everyone Out There Seems Preoccupied With Wipin’ Their Ass My Adirondack Outlaw Survival Strategy Remains Simple: “Stockpile Outlaw Essentials“ STRONG COFFEE GOOD WHISKEY GASOLINE A GOOD SHARP KNIFE AMMO CA$H ********** Until Our Trails Cross Again: Live The Day You Are In Live Outlaw Real ADKO...