• 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 MCCLVII Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories… we’ve already missed the spring. I’m the whippoorwill that cries in the night. I’m the soft morning breeze that caresses your lovely face. And was it worth it? The sacrifice for a friend you don’t even keep in touch with? I used to live like […] theepicpoet 0 Comments April 5, 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