W. Barrett Munn : Writing

Basil

Basil

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** The nights have turned cold. The basil is now on the windowsill where the window gathers heat from the sun; basil is a w..
Room to Zoom

Room to Zoom

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Rewrite of an old one.
haiku

haiku

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


standard
Old Bones

Old Bones

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** A throw rug broke my hip. One second upright; next, life as I know it is gone forever. Irretrievable. Old bones. ..
Polliwogs in the Ditch Behind the House

Polliwogs in the Ditch Behind the House

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** A black-dotted gooey gob floats in the water in the ditch behind the house, some frog's massive gift to the continuatio..
(A-71)  After Getting Gas at a Tonopah Truck Stop

(A-71) After Getting Gas at a Tonopah Truck Stop

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** If you drive far enough, if you get tired enough, if you haven't stopped to eat or drink or pee for hours you just..
Day Minus One

Day Minus One

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** No matter how I turn my cup, right side up or upside down, my initial always looks right. I’m blessed by b..
Dream State

Dream State

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** The scientific explanation for failure to remember dreams has to do with rapid eye movement and the stage of sleep when rou..
Dead Things in the Closet

Dead Things in the Closet

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** I found myself in a box I was on my knees ..
The Aquarium

The Aquarium

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** She feeds the fish at 7:00. School starts at 9:00 a.m. Gentle flakes from a box tap, tap, tapped onto the water'..