W. Barrett Munn : Writing

Recollections of the Routes

Recollections of the Routes

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


After reading Wallace Stevens this followed.
The Direction of Toes

The Direction of Toes

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


First revision. I remember the look of the OKC skyline in the rear view mirror as I drove away.
Big Hands

Big Hands

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Handouts accepted.
(210) Empty Promise

(210) Empty Promise

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Revised into first person
Evidence of Deceit

Evidence of Deceit

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


This is my musings on a subject dear to me: critical thinking. I was taught critical thinking, but now, it seems, there is a gaping hole in our nation..
The Only Game in Town

The Only Game in Town

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Self evaluation?
Hell is Life Minus Dogs

Hell is Life Minus Dogs

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


For dog lovers and others.
Death of an Alcoholic

Death of an Alcoholic

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


The death of a next door neighbor, who happened to have also been a closet alcoholic, and the final days spent in confusion and dread.
Grasses

Grasses

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


After reading Sandburg.
I Bet Geronimo is Laughing

I Bet Geronimo is Laughing

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Chiricahua tribe of Apaches member who was captured and held in Lawton, Oklahoma.