W. Barrett Munn : Writing

Big Bass Drum

Big Bass Drum

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** I thought I heard the once alive crying out to the future fallen, take up my drum and play it..
Broken Arrow

Broken Arrow

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** The air base Nellis lies sprawled below the air it controls, hot and dry miles stretch the distance. I walk u..
Culture War

Culture War

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Only in imagination does an erection make you blind; I should have seen it, given it its proper name: culture. Asia a..
New Rules

New Rules

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** I wish not to play by rules created by His Highness or Her Blindness, or my insidious nature. Let's play the game fairly like ..
Failure to Summit

Failure to Summit

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** As the sun rises warmth is defied by the glacier, molded to the mountain like wet white hairpasted against an ancient forehead. ..
Big

Big

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** It requires bigness to be big; bigger than the smallness of corkscrew insides that twist open jealousy and hate, the constant ..
Seasons

Seasons

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** We spin through spaceas the firerises; beguiled,we sense its warmthrisinginside us. The day spins too fast and sli..
Counting Calories

Counting Calories

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Humorous look at dieting
The Petroglyph

The Petroglyph

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Boyhood into what?