WyndnWatr : Writing

Chief Pontiac

Chief Pontiac

A Poem by WyndnWatr


Actual wooden Indian at the Pontiac dealership in West Palm Beach in the 60's.
Us

Us

A Poem by WyndnWatr


We are the throng
WindKisses

WindKisses

A Poem by WyndnWatr


Sometimes a phone call isn't enough
Uncommon Views

Uncommon Views

A Poem by WyndnWatr


I once met a man who was actually pulling the strings
UptownDowntown

UptownDowntown

A Poem by WyndnWatr


The invisible people walking next to you
Wrong Department

Wrong Department

A Poem by WyndnWatr


Think of "Brazil".
The Rifleman's Ballet

The Rifleman's Ballet

A Poem by WyndnWatr


I wrote this in my early twenties, about the same age as when my son joined the Marines. I found one of his notebooks with a poem so similar it was ha..
The Plagiarist

The Plagiarist

A Poem by WyndnWatr


We are only as good as the best people we know.
Sitting In High Places

Sitting In High Places

A Poem by WyndnWatr


Just a time and a place and a good view. Where were you?
Ode To A Good Book

Ode To A Good Book

A Poem by WyndnWatr


To our old friends, sometimes we need to say Thank You.