W. Barrett Munn : Writing

At Least the Coffee is Good

At Least the Coffee is Good

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** My appetite for discussion and debate has abated; the fare served is mostly tasteless, and what isn’t is sour ..
Lessons from the Past

Lessons from the Past

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Woe be to you winners, you followers of the demagogue, you polliwogs swimming with the tide of man’s inhumanity ..
Solitude Sounds Like Adolf Coors

Solitude Sounds Like Adolf Coors

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** His clothes are tattered, and gray as his stringy hair, and hang from his frail body like strips of wet newspaper. ..
A Man Named McMaster Whom I Once Knew

A Man Named McMaster Whom I Once Knew

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** McMaster was a disaster, a slacker, hired by an English bank to be a teller, a handsome fellow who handled ..
A Diamond for Tomorrow Today

A Diamond for Tomorrow Today

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Another season come and gone; and Seattle didn’t win the pennant which means the world didn’t fall ..
(A-133) Tombstone is Now for the Cowboys

(A-133) Tombstone is Now for the Cowboys

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Only this time, the great ship didn’t hit a stray iceberg in the frigid waters of the North Atlantic. The great ship i..
A Basic Notion

A Basic Notion

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** What does fear fear? Apathy? No. No one cares about the blindfolded who nibble on sausages they&rsqu..
I’m Having My Neighbors’ Dog for Dinner

I’m Having My Neighbors’ Dog for Dinne..

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Yes, I kidnapped their Schnauzer, (he’s fine, gnawing a dog biscuit), and yes, I sent the invitation, (typewritt..
Read Silently for Awhile

Read Silently for Awhile

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Back by the stream when you stopped to reposition your backpack, your phone fell out, and the stones in the stream b..