Mike Winegar : Writing

Her Violin Sings at Night

Her Violin Sings at Night

A Poem by Mike Winegar


She plays softly by the moonlightIn mournful solitude surrounded by mistWith the moon listening to the violin's song.The notes caress t..
Memories of Anger

Memories of Anger

A Poem by Mike Winegar


I remember like it was the day before All those clever, well-crafted barbs thrown in my direction. I remember the tears of youth unbroken by childis..
Night of Faeries

Night of Faeries

A Poem by Mike Winegar


A poem of the faerie folk at night.