Dean : Writing

           Halfway to a Dream

Halfway to a Dream

A Poem by Dean


It lurks there, fitfullyaround the corner of my mindand will not show its facelike an April thunderfront, andscarce aware that winter slipped awaya we..
           To Gramps

To Gramps

A Poem by Dean


An is, is there foreverwhere there is no fear, and like a fountainjoy is always bubbling up...from underneath.The more is always still to come,not sum..
         The Imponderable

The Imponderable

A Poem by Dean


The thinker stares into the space inside himselfwith some ignoble wonder, "Who am I...and why?"To found some mindless form of lifeand blame it on my s..
        Journey Apart

Journey Apart

A Poem by Dean


The travelers had disappeared,the trail obscured by choice,the pale romanceof greed, of lust, and of the dancing flameupon the hearth that always must..
       Robert Frost's Bequest

Robert Frost's Bequest

A Poem by Dean


It's back...unsought...that cold, wet lumpwithin the mind,that Frost had known so well.It bids me close my eyeslook at my hands--then open them, repel..
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           Back in the Old Hometown

Back in the Old Hometown

A Poem by Dean


You never think what is to come.The little kid you smiled atis a well-known author now, a thousand miles away; you foundthe trash-filled lot you didn'..
         The Citizen of Heaven

The Citizen of Heaven

A Poem by Dean


Patria...sacred to the one who walks upon it.Hallowed...from the sacrifice that passed it on.Home...from infant life that still reposesin the body. Th..
        Strange Oracle

Strange Oracle

A Poem by Dean


A boy who spoke as an aged mansat on a stump in the woodspondering."If I were youth alone" he said, "you would not listen, orif I were age, you would ..
      Illunine Our Time

Illunine Our Time

A Poem by Dean


Escape with me.Go forth from all your glorious holdupon the hollow earth, that churningvessel filled with pliant clay you seizeto build a higher day, ..
        Off Starboard

Off Starboard

A Poem by Dean


Horizon is illusory.White sails appear across the morning watch,are lost at noon,and sighted once again at vespers when the antiphon is sung. Beneath ..