PatriotismA funny thing happened, the other day ( Read more... )

The MarriageI sleep with my Bible ( Read more... )

Stop Lights at the Bus StopStanding waiting for the bus ( Read more... )

MartinsvilleSometimes physical pain ( Read more... )

Earning the Devil's MoneyAs a youth ( Read more... )

Guns and Poesies

Haiku's a city:
where the grass is green (Take me.);
the girls are pretty.

Nick Moore-san

Haiku

Firstly, I was born;
in the middle, I did things;
and, lastly, I died.

Nick Moore

Monday MorningLooking out my office window ( Read more... )

Poems on a Phone

Reciting poetry
off of a screen
is like swearing an oath
on a magazine.

It's thinking
you want to be alone
so you dump your girlfriend
over the phone.

You're saying,
"My poems couldn't be here tonight,
but we have them live
via satellite."

Electricity
might make us great.
But I made this poem
with ink and hate.

Nick Moore

Taking Back The IntercourseIf I had life to live over again ( Read more... )