Dennis Shanaberg : Writing

The Apothecary

The Apothecary

A Poem by Dennis Shanaberg


Where Romeo got the bottle that would write tragedy
A Few Words from My Dad

A Few Words from My Dad

A Poem by Dennis Shanaberg


He's a pretty cool dude sometimes
Don't Break my Heart

Don\'t Break my Heart

A Poem by Dennis Shanaberg


A song of pleading
Fiery Furnace

Fiery Furnace

A Poem by Dennis Shanaberg


What means more to you: Anger or Love?
We Are the Future

We Are the Future

A Poem by Dennis Shanaberg


We are the future of America Of the world. So, mom and dad, don’t suppress me now. We have to make it. We will show you NOW! Don’t ..
Man's Hubris

Man\'s Hubris

A Poem by Dennis Shanaberg


The sun has been burning hotter lately
The Constant

The Constant

A Poem by Dennis Shanaberg


(kon-stuhnt) n. something that is unchanging or invariable (1350-1400: (s. of constāns, prp. of constāre to stand firm))
Dandelions in the Fall

Dandelions in the Fall

A Poem by Dennis Shanaberg


Growing up is a wild and tangled thing.
The Fire Fact'ry

The Fire Fact\'ry

A Poem by Dennis Shanaberg


A song for the Bernie Madoff's of the world.
Flight of the White Dove

Flight of the White Dove

A Poem by Dennis Shanaberg


Christmas, Easter, and the days between