Author Archives: W. Wayne B.

About W. Wayne B.

I'm a software engineer, a poet and a librarian.

Cold Nights

Cold nights in Chicago begin with a sunny day. Nome cold nights follow a blizzard. A cold Andean night begins with the whistling wind. Cold nights–never the same. Each place has its own magic. W. Wayne B. Poetry book: Eyes … Continue reading

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Toward the goal

How does a bird signal to the flock the path towards their goal? Am I going forward as my life tracks its course of constant motion? I talk to the walls. The silently embrace my voice. When I talk to … Continue reading

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Watching

I am watching the afternoon pass by. My sisters are here and we laugh. I have had a day full of joy. The drifting clouds are darkening. The full moon will be setting soon. I am ready to rest tonight. … Continue reading

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Peaceful in the Park

I sat alone in a simple park. People wandered by and they smiled at me. They laughed in their walk through the garden. Beautiful flowers filled my nostrils. Their scent brought me to a place of peace. I looked around … Continue reading

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The Morning Sun

The day began with the morning sun. That reliable star rise from the sea. An invisible road guides its wheels. The sun knows its proper place. An illusion of motion denies its stillness. It flies with a peace I do … Continue reading

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The Dream

How does a library dream? When its volumes are reviewed, words leap into waiting souls. The library is filled with knowledge. A novel stands next to a book of songs. Book bindings are colorful and strong. AFter the lights go … Continue reading

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That Storm

That storm is approaching rapidly. The vision of its fury is formidable. I see people running away. Clouds descend and I see them no more. I wonder what my fate will be. Should I hide from the danger in fear? … Continue reading

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