W. Barrett Munn : Writing

A Second Coming

A Second Coming

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** The winds of history blew in and uncovered an ancient evil long thought buried too deeply to ever be resurrect..
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..