Poetry by PS

Hello, dear digital friends! There is a lot to unpack in this week’s poem. But my primary focus in this introduction is to discuss a

Greetings, dear digital friends! This week’s poem is a dramatic turn from the natural beauty and loving imagery of my last few releases. Sorry. Life

Hello, my friends! Two weeks in a row we are exploring the subject of trees in my poems. Must be something to do with the

Salutations, dear friends! As I age, I find myself gravitating toward things that endure. I suppose, in part, because my own mortality has become more

Hello, dear friends! Many of you who read my weekly poetry releases know I gravitate to challenging topics around loss, loneliness, and the search for

Welcome, dear friends! For many citizens of the world, this has been such a sweltering summer. Record heat and humidity even clawed its way into

Greetings & salutations, my friends! I really do not want to comment too much on this week’s poem other than it started around the idea

Welcome, my friends! I think it was the famous poet laureate, Pat Benatar, who once told us “love is a battlefield.” Cool dance sequences aside,

Greetings, my friends! Many of you who know me personally know of my deep abiding love for science fiction and fantasy literature. Authors like Asimov,

Hello, my friends! Not sure about you, but modern life feels weighty to me sometimes. In some ways, daily life has been the same for

Greetings, my friends! This week, I am deviating from my more academic approach to poetry, in favor of something more visceral. For context, by the

Hello, dear friends! Sometimes love can be so close yet so far away. Too often we fail to act, and isn’t life all about timing?

Hi, friends! For those of you who write… have you ever finished writing something and say to yourself… damn that’s good. That was this poem

Hey, friends! Just flew home from our holiday in Ireland… and, boy, are my arms tired! 😊 Apologies for the bad dad joke. And it

Hi, friends! Greetings from an extended family holiday in Westport, Ireland celebrating Dad Conway’s 80th birthday. We are, as you read, currently visiting the Cliffs

Hello, dear friends! In this week’s poem, I try to turn the camera. Reverse the lens to a different point of view. We have all

Hello, friends! This week’s poem was a fun exercise in emotional design and construction. It was originally entitled “in the dark of night” due to

Hello, friends! Over the last few years, and for this week’s poem in particular, I have learned that I serve several Muses each time I

Welcome, dear friends! This week’s poem touches on something very near and dear to my heart… rhythm. Many of you who know me will recall

Welcome, my friends! This week’s poem is an homage to sonnetry. Though I am certain some of my contemporaries still espouse the virtues of free