Hoosier Poet

Friday, April 3, 2026

Recharging

Take the day off work,
Trying to soak up some sun,
And breathe the fresh air.

Curveball

A bolt in my wheel,
Throw my morning plans away,
Scramble to adapt.

Camera Shy

Deep breath. Hit record.
I sound fake, and look like shit.
But I gotta try...

Be Wary

You must wake guarded.

Everything must be suspect.

April First draws nigh...

Once

Once it was a dream
To write as a Journalist
For a newspaper.

Poisonous

A shameless people
Poison the society
that tolerates them.

Sunday

A beautiful day
for Wesselman Woods, hiking,
and family fun!