The Bard's Contrarian Bar

We are all told, “live your life to the fullest”;  I am here to do just that. The Bard's Contrarian Bard serves as a vessel to project my passions and clue in my loyal readers as to what inspires me in this crazy world. So, sit back, relax, and read on.

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Coming to your Kind Attentions

Good day, I am excited to announce the release of my third book, Coffee with the Bard: 2020 Blues on Tuesday, May 18th. I hope you can...

Remembering Zoe

For my daughters Amy Zoe and Brett One named after you and one whose heart was nearly broken when we nearly missed the train that took us...

On the Que

Mirror Mirror I See You Whitey through the thin veneer of your cutting eyes And I explore the core of  your copious rage Rage that you...

The aftermath

The Myth of Hidden Agenda We are not better than our dark behavior We are culpable in all regards On the other hand We are not worse...

What’s In a Name

Sweet Will Any language worth its salt has at least one alpha voice one great troubadour born to elevate the very essence of lives lived...

Pie In the Sky

from my new book of poems Coffee With the Bard: 2020 Blues My Dad passed on when I was very young. As you might expect, I was frightened...

By the Light

By the Light By the light of this day may you find the best way to let go of the hurt and the hate By the light of this day don’t look...

Where Do Angels Come From

I think it’s great that God resides in all of us but there are times when we need more specificity Like how is God in you the same or...

Hope Lives

By the Light By the light of this day may you find the best way to let go of the hurt and the hate By the light of this day don’t look...

National Daughter’s Day

To the Daughter We Named Brett Though you were aptly named according to your mom and me It was from a white man’s book which has troubled...

The Bards Contrarian Bar

Signs of My Times Sign on my office door if I ever get an office “No Lying, Cheating, or Price Gouging Politicians of any ilk need not...

Ode to the Census Taker

A Modest Declaration I am not a white man Or any other color of Any other man And I will be damned If I let you call me ‘Other’ And...

By the Light

By the Light By the light of this day may you find the best way to let go of the hurt and the hate By the light of this day don’t look...

Happy Sunday

Good Morning Lord Good morning Lord your sunshine keeping promise to the moon Good morning hope Still here, though oft I bid you leave...

Rubber Bullets

Rubber Bullets The Clown is in the candy store Wrecking havoc with all the toys The Beast still roams the countryside Still making all...

Nature Nurtures

Rings So you discern the age of a tree by counting it’s rings, right And before Botox, we measured the age of a human by its  assortment...

May It Please the Court

Sophists and disciples of sloganeering full of moral skepticism and specious reasoning observe ‘You are not a drop in the ocean you...

In My Cups

When I’m in my cups- communing with my dark side I tend to view history with a jaundiced eye Wasn’t there a time when Millard Taft...