Author Archives: W. Wayne B.

About W. Wayne B.

I'm a software engineer and a poet.

Narrow Vision

Darkness seeped all around. Silent star-like flashes proved the walls were standing. Much changed in the short evening. Tomorrow I’ll be traveling through town as the rain falls. Just like any other day, duty pulls me by my core. A … Continue reading

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Past the Night

I skip through the night again. I have found a wonderful place. My steps are light and I find time to laugh. Good luck has turned to good fortune. I smile today with an infectious joy. I share my days … Continue reading

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I Learn More

My inner light is fading away. I have no choices any more. The leader has made demands. I read the news each day. Right action evades me. I know the millions are afraid. Each hour love persists. Proper glances remind … Continue reading

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Tranquility

As the hours pass, my mind grows weary. Every night, the sunset brings me joy. Every morning I am renewed and reborn. I will tell how I find my perfect moments. I walk down the street looking for a gift. … Continue reading

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Memos

To the inhabitants of the city:             Walk carefully through the day.             Wake each morning with a soft prayer.             Recognize the fragile nature of neighborhoods. To the inhabitants of the countryside:             Prepare for storms and bad weather.             Protect your land against … Continue reading

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A Moment of Clarity

I had a moment of clarity today. I dread the nights I spend with you. I have grown weary of the game. Your challenges have taxed my strength. Sometimes, I see through the mist. I have people who care waiting … Continue reading

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We Laughed Again

I was talking with a friend. She made a jab. I made a parry. Because she laughed I made my point. My new agility is fun today. I can jump and catch the thrust. I hop aside and throw a … Continue reading

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