poetry

The golden ratio is just one sign Of a grand mathematical proof yet to find That there is an answer...

One day—long ago now—too long ago I took a walk—a hike—with my dog—my sidekick I didn’t go to work— I...

I search for the truth But I also have to drive to work Off to the right is a creature...

I collect moments of perfection But my definition of perfection is not flawless It is of a natural beauty, in...

Ohio heartbreak, but the heart of it all A place so great, but yet it remains so small Thankfully close...

February 31st Is my birthday in an alternate universe The last of the unimportant days From there I make my...