• Stanza MDCCCLXXVI I sometimes feel as if I’m invisible, as if no one can see me at all. I never felt that way when I lived at the Lake House.  You want to know why I came back so fast? I got to the end of our lane. I couldn’t remember where the old town road was. […] theepicpoet 0 Comments November 28, 2012
  • Stanza MMMMDLXVII It’s been raining like this for three days now. Let’s just draw straws and get it over with. Come on. We’re going to have to work on our communication. Nobody knows everything. theepicpoet 0 Comments November 12, 2012
  • Stanza MCCLXXX Your heart is free have the courage to follow it. Are you in the habit of riding off in the rain with strangers? The rain is falling straight down. Well, slightly to the side like. Now, you’ve achieved more than anyone ever dreamed. But, fighting these odds, it looks like rage, not courage. We’ll stay […] theepicpoet 0 Comments October 11, 2012
  • Stanza CCCIX You see that water tower. One day our names will be up there in bold letters. Don’t take this serious, but it’s nothing to joke about. One day, your gift will be gone.  You can call it angels, you can call it whatever you want.  Everybody gets one chance to do something great. Most people […] theepicpoet 0 Comments September 12, 2012
  • Stanza MCMXCII I know you will never entirely comprehend this: the course of action I’d suggest is a course of action I can’t suggest.  I miss the peace of fishing like when I was a boy. Forty years I’ve been at sea. A war at sea. A war with no battles, no monuments, only casualties. I widowed […] theepicpoet 0 Comments September 5, 2012
  • Stanza DCCXLVII Our problem is take the bank or split right now, do not go home, do not pack, nothing. 30 secs flat from now we are gone on our separate ways, that’s it. Let’s go make the Captain look like a hero. Isn’t this religious, ah yes. The eternal battle between good and evil, saint and […] theepicpoet 0 Comments June 13, 2012
  • Stanza MM I promised a friend I would say hello to you today. With endless love, we left you sleeping. Now we’re sleeping with you. Don’t wake up. Are you trying to kill me? No, sweetheart. I’m making you not care. Okay? I am the Nightrider. I’m a fuel injected suicide machine. I am the rocker, I […] theepicpoet 0 Comments December 13, 2011
  • Stanza LXXV I knew you had guts but I never figured you for brains. It takes a pretty smart man to know when to back away. It appears my hypocrisy knows no bounds. When confronted by superior numbers, an experienced gunfighter will always fire on the best shot first. There are two kinds of people in the […] theepicpoet 0 Comments August 10, 2011
  • Stanza CCCLXV My robe, Antoninus. My taste includes both snails and oysters. I know. I know you can fight. But it’s our wits that make us men. What we do in life echoes in eternity. And afterwards men in tall hats and gold watch fobs will thump Their chest and say what a brave charge it was. […] theepicpoet 0 Comments March 29, 2011