Acrostic Poem

An Acrostic Poem             -Anonymous Born for a curse to virtue and Mankind,Earth’s broadest realms can’t show so black a mind.Night’s sable veil your crimes can never hide,Each one’s so great—they glut   the historic tide.Defunct   —your memory will live.In all the glares that infamy   can give.Curses of ages will attend your name.Traitors alone will gloryContinue reading “Acrostic Poem”

Half A Mile From Lone Pine

Half a mile from Lone Pine, a thousand more to go,   This lonesome old highway sure makes time go slow. Crossed the hot Mojave and the High Sierra range,   The scenery is different, but I still need a change. Waitress at the truck stop said the road ahead is good,   Said somedayContinue reading “Half A Mile From Lone Pine”