Measure Once, Read Twice: 2018 Collection

I am so excited to let everyone know that my latest compilation of poetry is now available HERE on Amazon.

Measure Once, Read Twice: 2018 Collection is a selection of poetry sharing my thoughts and emotions throughout the year. This collection includes a wide variety of poetic styles, including free verse, rhyme, haiku, brevity and prose. I've made an effort to create writes that are very accessible to the average reader.

Many of the works are spiritually focused, such as the spoken word piece - When I Worship as well as She Sees The Angels, If You Knew My Jesus and Great Lakes Revival.

A lot of them exhibit my odd ball sense of humor - Of Course The World Is Flat, The Plowman Cometh and Ode To My Big Toe.

Some are a bit political - Triple Trump Triumphs, Au Contrarier.

Some are recollections of family and the past - Grandpa Van, The Class of 68, Across The Mediterranean.

And then there are those pieces that reflect the beauty of living in West Michigan - Sleeping Bear, Dune Buggy Ride and Father's Day Picnic.

All in all there is a lot here for everyone.

This book will regularly list on Amazon for $14.98 but for now I am listing it for an introductory price of only $10.00.

As a preview, below is one of the poems mentioned above.

The Plowman Cometh

Cleared a piece of real estate
after a heavy snow
then put away my hat and gloves
to watch an evening show

Twas while reclining on my chair
there came a rumbling sound
up sprang I to a window ledge
feet on the shaking ground

Saw there were waves of churning froth
white as that angry whale
bright sparks from blades reminding me
of Dante's frozen hell

And hell it was when it came clear
our drive was blocked by ice
arraigned a jumbled tumbled mess
foot high - some places twice

So being one whose fought before
those battles avalanche
put on my boots and headed out
to leave nothing to chance

An hour later stood with pride
admired towering mounds
but walking back exhausted heard
some most disturbing sounds

It seems our street had only got
a solitary pass
they've come again to humble me
but I've run out of gas