Tom Veatch

Flames of inspiration often leave smoke signals behind.
From mine, these.

(Bad) Poems

Barnyard Mommy

An ode to motherhood. Cute, funny, short.

(Coming to) My Senses

A poem from a breakup. The way past is through; I'm over it now.


Yes I've written some poems, when inspired. At times I've been told I should be embarrassed, or less embarrassing, or more private. But I haven't been told these actually suck (politeness of friends?), and I find them authentic, even nostalgic, so here you go.

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