Hoosier Poet

Monday, March 23, 2026

Second Place

Walking with my son,
as stars and moon disappear...

we race against rain.

One of those days

Feeling off-kilter,
I want to move, but I don't
So I must force it...

Disconnected

A day on the road,
Then a trek through the forest,
A whole world away...

Our Motto

Attacks from our foes,
Betrayals from our allies,
And yet: We Endure.

Jubilee

We need a reset
to wipe out all of our debt
that keep us in chains.

Explanation

They call it morning,
because dreamers often mourn
waking from their world.

Pinch Vaccine

A Shamrock necklace,
and a green marker's scribble
my daughters save me.