The first poem I’d like to share is in honor of the 9/11/2001 victims and their loved ones. It is a nonet poem: 9 lines with first line having 9 syllables, then 8 syllables, on down to 1 syllable.
Nineteen years ago—I will not forget
Too many lives lost, needlessly
What happened to our resolve?
Voices shout—more conflict!
Freedom isn’t free
The next two poems are from my proud American soul. And while I write novels set in places other than America, I am very proud and thankful to be an American.
Our forefathers in their infinite wisdom
Not just because of tea taxes and boredom
Or an act thought of as random
Conscripted our Constitution for our freedom
The opposite of captivity
Not just for the nobility
Think of the possibility
Honor your responsibility
Put an end to the hostility
Not only for posterity
But to live with civility
After all, our troops fight for our liberty!