W. Hunt : Writing

The Red Man

The Red Man

A Poem by W. Hunt


I was writing a story, and this spawned from that.
A Father's Death

A Father's Death

A Poem by W. Hunt


I was sad today.
Shift in the Cycle

Shift in the Cycle

A Poem by W. Hunt


A seasonal poem about summer becoming fall.
Questions to Answer

Questions to Answer

A Poem by W. Hunt


Who am I?
His/Her/Our Love

His/Her/Our Love

A Poem by W. Hunt


A love poem, ranting mostly about the trap that love is.
Bated Breath

Bated Breath

A Poem by W. Hunt


I found some previous writing of mine and wanted to post it up.
Not

Not

A Poem by W. Hunt


Something I wrote and edited to be a little more continuous.
Cloud Watching

Cloud Watching

A Poem by W. Hunt


I had watched the sky for some time and decided to just write about it. Enjoy!
Silent Night

Silent Night

A Poem by W. Hunt


I reflected on Night, by Elie Wiesel, and how I felt that the Holocaust was almost unheard of until only after World War 2 was over.
Typing

Typing

A Poem by W. Hunt


An experimental poem about typing.

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