W. Barrett Munn : Writing

Another Storm Brewing

Another Storm Brewing

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Deja vu or nightmare?
Hand-Me Downs

Hand-Me Downs

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** My pants are a patchwork quilt. My shirt, faded, a size too big. My vinyl belt has only three cracks that match my ..
The Well

The Well

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Fascination and fear are brothers looking down into the deep, deep well, leaning out over creaking boards to see the w..
Finding Happy Trails

Finding Happy Trails

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


The best part of streaming is that Bugs and Roy do not have to die.
Blind Man's Bluff

Blind Man's Bluff

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** I always thought I saw pretty well for a blind player who bluffed his way through life, until someone called and I gulped and had ..
(30) Who Can Whistle Underwater?

(30) Who Can Whistle Underwater?

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** So here I am, stuck on the Titanic, the ship clearly in distress, the beep-beep-beeps of SOS waterlogged, ..
Home is a Long Way from First Base

Home is a Long Way from First Base

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** It wasn't the blond cirrus clouds swept by the wind across your forehead and swirling around your neck but the kennel-dog ..
Fishing the Pond

Fishing the Pond

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Another complete rewrite and reposting
Late Night Summer Walk

Late Night Summer Walk

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Rewrtie of an earlier version
Storm Destroyed Us

Storm Destroyed Us

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Salute to the Tulsa Severe Thunderstorm that left 200,000 without power for a week, including me.