Glen Fitch : Writing

A MOTHER'S SONG

A MOTHER'S SONG

A Poem by Glen Fitch


The sea is deep. The sea is vast. The winds, they die. The winds they blast. Does he think of the sheets on the clot..
A LULLABY IN TIME OF PLAGUE

A LULLABY IN TIME OF PLAGUE

A Poem by Glen Fitch


Crawl in my arms and rest your head. My love, I will not lie to you. We both know we might soon be dead. Beneath my chin, love, t..
A FAREWELL

A FAREWELL

A Poem by Glen Fitch


The ship boards creek. The rigging sings And down my cheeks stream mist and spray. My breath grows fast. My knees feel weak..
A DREAM

A DREAM

A Poem by Glen Fitch


(Is this the surfacing of repressed anger? or just my fear of accepting the theory of continental drift?)
A DREAM OF A POET

A DREAM OF A POET

A Poem by Glen Fitch


i When in the Morphean realm oft' have I seen Sublime, fantastic visions of the night. Once as I slept within a forest green My e..
A DADDY'S LULLABY

A DADDY'S LULLABY

A Poem by Glen Fitch


Your daddy can do many things for you Yet there is one he can't, it seems. Alone, alone, you must alone Go find the land of dreams. ..
A CONTEMPORARY 'GET WELL'  CARD

A CONTEMPORARY 'GET WELL' CARD

A Poem by Glen Fitch


(to the beat of "Miniver Cheevy" by E. A. Robinson)
A COMPLAINT to RACHAEL RAY of "Thirty Minute Meals" (tm)

A COMPLAINT to RACHAEL RAY of "Thirty Minute ..

A Poem by Glen Fitch


It's not the food that makes me dread your show. It's "sammies," "stoups" and "choups" &qu..
A CLASSIC HOMECOMING

A CLASSIC HOMECOMING

A Poem by Glen Fitch


Well, look who's here! I remember you, Ya flee bitten piece of s**t. Home at last! Seen the world? You and your mangy pa..
"5000 PIECES"

"5000 PIECES"

A Poem by Glen Fitch


Not just a game (a test of patience, skill, a chance for us to scratch our heads and rap our fingers) It was fun. ..

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