W. Barrett Munn > Writing | WritersCafe.org | The Online Writing Community

Haibun of modern style, lined rather than prose.

*** Fear is the cautious horse I've ridden all my adult life. I don't call it fear. I call it good sense, as in, I have better..

*** Springtime is showing why it's spring-it's coiled, ready to unwind and it's much colder today, a chill wind back a..

*** Midair collision barely avoided 600 souls will now safely land. Stress is a pair of vice grips, we controller..

*** I consider myself civilized. I’m a diet grape soda instead of hoped for cola, or at worst, ginger ale. I..

*** I'm late to start already. My ideas have fled. My pen is scratching where there is no itch and my itches are out of ink. ..

*** These mint-striped fudge cookies are from a store; my aunt claims she made them. I can tell the difference between sto..

*** Had you asked, I would have jumped at the chance to get your car out of the garage. You didn't ask-you assumed. ..

*** Thursday after classes I got you pregnant, and our carefree teen lives ended badly. Passion, white-hot lava, stea..

*** I think of you as water,the crashes and roarsof massive breakers, momentousswells chasing smallertoward the shore wherea b..