Vol : Writing

CAMILE

CAMILE

A Poem by Vol


I'm from Florida, moved to the coast of Miss. in '69. my first hurricane was Camile, came ashore with winds at 190mph... many more since then.
HURLYBURLY

HURLYBURLY

A Poem by Vol


When I consider this insanity, I often wonder how the world must have been forever before, and for everyone. In a time when there was no no..
HOWL

HOWL

A Poem by Vol


What if Carl Sagan was right and there is no time, that everything happens at once? I was born right now I died, right now..
YEAH, BABY...

YEAH, BABY...

A Poem by Vol


If I lost my teeth, the thing I would miss most is the crunch of those big Red Delicious Apples, the way you can’t bite a..
ESTHESIS

ESTHESIS

A Poem by Vol


April opens my windows to this soft breeze through new leaves. Oh! There we are in a bright haze and nothing has changed. The flame you used..
BUT IN THE END...

BUT IN THE END...

A Poem by Vol


Moses and Hammurabi told us how to live. The Bible, the Upanishads, Buddha, and the others opened windows to God, so we could see past ou..
HIGHWAY

HIGHWAY

A Poem by Vol


I had never heard of the "Tail of the Dragon" the first time I left Gatlinburg for Cherokee, North Carolina, thought I'd discovered heaven.
HOT SAND

HOT SAND

A Poem by Vol


Debbie was a looker, too...
HOLLOW COST

HOLLOW COST

A Poem by Vol


I've wrestled with this one for almost 20 years... it came from the phrase that is the title.... something one of my students said in passing, and wit..
HIGH NOON

HIGH NOON

A Poem by Vol


I referenced this event earlier...