Apple doesn't like listing me as "Will Shakespeare (poetry blogger)"
to differentiate me from the other guy, although everybody else does.
They took my first book but now won't take new ones. (Go figure.)
Since Smashwords distributes my books to Apple anyway,
just go to my Smashwords author page and download EPUBs from there.
Smashwords provides samples of my books also.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

And Suddenly Nothing

Elijah ran when Queen Jezebel said,
“You humiliated me, and now I’m
Going to kill YOU!” He ran to the wilderness
And begged God to kill him. Instead, God sent
Food to give him strength; then he ran to a place
Called Horeb, known as the mountain of God,
And hid in a cave. That’s when God asked him,
“Elijah, why are you here?” And he said,
“I’m the only one of your people left, and
Now she wants to kill me.” So God told him,
“Go stand on the mountain and watch what happens.”
So Elijah did, and the Lord passed by.
There was a horrible wind that tore down
Trees and split rocks, but Elijah didn’t
See God. Then there was a violent earthquake,
But he still didn’t see God. And then fire,
Roaring fire that consumed everything, but
Elijah still stood alone. And suddenly
Nothing was there but a light cooling breeze…
And God. Sometimes nothing is all we need.

Friday, February 25, 2011

Stinky Shoes

Stinky shoes and stinky feet
Plague both rabble and elite.
Odors strong as rotting meat
Stagger us and those we meet.

Cleanliness remains our goal.
Pungently we seek control
Of our odors; yet, like trolls,
We remain but suffering soles.

Thursday, February 24, 2011


I wish I was a TimeLord with a TARDIS of my own;
Like Dr. Who, I'd up and go where no one's ever gone!
Though TimeLords live on Gallifrey, they're rarely ever there
Because the universe awaits… so I'd go everywhere!
I'd disappear from Baltimore, appear in Ancient Rome,
Then sprint around the galaxy before I toddled home.
I'd rid the universe of all the evils that I found
'Cause villains pop up everywhere—they NEED to be smacked down!
The first bad guys to feel my wrath would be the Cybermen;
I don't know if they're worse than Borg, but they MUST go! I'd then
Exterminate the Dalek hordes—they kill for fun; that's BAD!—
And whack Sontarans on the neck. (That's just to make 'em mad!)
But once the universe was safe and no one had to fear,
I'd spin by Earth for fish and chips (you only get 'em here)
Then find myself a quiet place where TimeLords can relax,
Retire, and live off memoir sales… and not pay income tax.
I'd like to get a TARDIS, but the task is kinda biggish
Since only TimeLords get one… and it looks like they're all British.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

The Parrot Pooped on the Poopdeck

A jump rope rhyme for bored pirate children.

Captain Peter’s parrot went and
Pooped upon the poopdeck;
Steersman slipped and jerked the wheel, he
Nearly caused a shipwreck;
Gunner dropped a powder keg and
Blew apart the main deck;
Bosun had to clean it up or
Drown without his paycheck.
Captain Peter’s parrot flew away
And saved its own neck!

Sunday, February 20, 2011

So Tired

The day drags on till twilight falls;
I try to work but slumber calls.
Although my work load's so dang deep…
I'm so dang tired I've got to sleep!

Friday, February 18, 2011


Overblown and overdone
Look at me 'cause I'm the one
Broadway critics won't debate
My huge ego's crushing weight
Acts like mine defy review
Face it—you won't tame this shrew
Best of all, the show is free
Take a seat and LOOK AT ME!!!

Thursday, February 17, 2011


A random arrangement
Of ancient lights
Wraps around a celestial sphere;
Inquisitive scientists
Make sense of it all
By stealing a demigod's identity.
The academy applauds…

A young child giggles
Because she sees a horsie in the sky.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Mad About Ewe

Don't be sheepish, don't be shy—
There's no wool upon my eyes.
Though some say you're pasture prime
This could be our perfect time!
If we take it on the lamb,
Mary, you and me could scram
While they bleat their silly talk.
If they don't like it… what the flock?

Sunday, February 13, 2011


Roses are red… and white and yellow;
Some are brilliant, some are mellow.
Giving white ones means you're friends;
If red, you hope love never ends.
But yellow means…? I'm not quite sure—
Perhaps you're hoping for a cure!

Friday, February 11, 2011


Unbridled by land, untethered by sea,
The birds seek the freedom of flight.
My feeble imaginings likewise take wing,
Borne up on a breeze of delight.
A halo illumines their sky like a moon
And summons them all to ascend
Unbridled by man and untethered by me…
Until on a page all are penned.

Thursday, February 10, 2011


I can’t see no way around it,
Can’t see what I oughta do
But this problem won’t stop coming…
Guess I’ll have to see it through.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011


A noun, and yet an adjective,
Its meaning isn’t clear—
To some, it speaks of relevance;
To others, just veneer.

Some folks equate it with success
And some with selling out...
But either way, you know it’s something
You can’t live without!

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Super Bowl Sunday

Once a year this celebration
Sweeps across our wintry nation.
Warriors meet on the field;
Neither one intends to yield.
Fans all gather on the couch—
The winners cheer, the losers grouch.
And once this game is said and done…
We’ll argue till the next one comes!

Friday, February 4, 2011


Garbage in, garbage out—
That’s what computing’s all about.
It doesn’t matter what I type;
When I check back, it’s never right.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Punxsutawney Phil

A groundhog is a woodchuck.
He burrows in the ground
And if alfalfa’s plentiful
He soon packs on the pounds.
He hibernates in wintertime
And sleeps through Groundhog Day
So he sees nothing, rain or shine—
The cold should NEVER stay!
But folks insist he leave his bed;
The custom somehow stuck
So if he could, this day is one
I’m sure that he would chuck.