Vol : Writing

MUSIC CONSPIRACY

MUSIC CONSPIRACY

A Poem by Vol


THE MUSIC CONSPIRACY ORTWENTY-SIX MUSIC DEVICESIN A GOLFING CATALOGUEI think the human race is making up for lost timewhen the only music we e..
WE MADE IT TO BROADWAY

WE MADE IT TO BROADWAY

A Poem by Vol


It was the sixties after all,but I think you had to be there.It is hard to describe the deep human zeitgeist morphing from Elvis Presley int..
WILDLIFE

WILDLIFE

A Poem by Vol


By city standards, the wilderness behind my house is vast and inhabited by all the usual denizens, some of whom make it difficult t..
TURNING

TURNING

A Poem by Vol


In Memphis, a long time ago, cold was a new adventure of hunting on my uncle’s farm for rabbits and squirrel, fried up by Mama and s..
TURN TURN TURN

TURN TURN TURN

A Poem by Vol


It’s rained like I can’t remember and the Llano Estacado is green in a million hues. Even the steep walls of every ravine ca..
NOTHING IS REAL

NOTHING IS REAL

A Poem by Vol


THERE IS NO REALITY WITHOUT WORDS If I jump up and down what kind of butterfly effect makes a grain of sand tremble over the..
TRAVELER

TRAVELER

A Poem by Vol


Traveling along the evergreen trails something went amiss, I came upon a long dry spell it should not be like this. There I broke my brittl..
TRUTH, IF YOU SAY SO

TRUTH, IF YOU SAY SO

A Poem by Vol


TRUTH? IF YOU SAY SO AI can perfectly reproduce a voice after listening for three seconds, and there are programs to manipulat..
TRE CORBIES

TRE CORBIES

A Poem by Vol


I’ve encountered Ravens three times, I was introduced to the drum that was Edgar Allen Poe’s haunted heartbeat; he was wor..
TOUCHE'

TOUCHE'

A Poem by Vol


I love the swordplay of our . quiet times together, fencing with tender touches and upraised glances; quicksilver cuts, afraid we might ..