W. Barrett Munn : Writing

Fried Fruit Pies

Fried Fruit Pies

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** There's a fine line between boring and dependable. It's hard for me to know on which side of that line I fall. My ..
Farm Life

Farm Life

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** It's well known in the pig world that pigs rule the farm. Roosters put on a big show but later, in the dressing room, ..
Why Not Revolution?

Why Not Revolution?

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** I am illiquid. I own a house and a car. I have a wife and a dog. I have a job that pays in floaties, just enough ..
The Antiquities Bin

The Antiquities Bin

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Relegated to the bin of antiquities where lies the cluster of clutter accumulated across a lifetime, out of date maps gather..
Lessons Learned in Scrubs

Lessons Learned in Scrubs

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Son, you're full of s**t. Who's been selling you this crap? I've seen the wrinkled, squalling beginnings of life, and ..
(A-75) Somewhere a Man Died Today

(A-75) Somewhere a Man Died Today

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** This steady rain would be considered a blessing if there truly were such things as blessings, if Amun-Ra could tame Tefenet,..
Avoid Amarillo If You Gamble

Avoid Amarillo If You Gamble

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Move your a*s or you'll get run over just get the hell out of my way. I have things I have to do today and you aren&..
Hands Down

Hands Down

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** How often do we study hands, their lines, the creases in a palm, the inconsistencies on the backs of hands, perhap..
Self Reliance

Self Reliance

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** My heroes are only pieces of memories collected from those who elected to remember on paper and share them. Louise express..
Almonds

Almonds

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Thirty-two ounces of almonds in a little plastic packaging bag, the fortune of some small distant country that depen..