Ric Walden Poetry

Camelot was splattered all over a Dallas roadway soon after I was conceived, and today my country is making white men great again one tweet at a time.  In between, … Continue reading A Statement of Poetics?

Every now and then Every now and then, good things happen . . . at the center of the universe where distinctive twangs echo back but not out & you … Continue reading Exploring America and other Unknowns

I want to write a poem. A sense of false comfort, rounded triangles spiral foaming eternally behind the horizon. Curves into the night lack focus, confusion beauty in the emptiness. … Continue reading TURBULENT VISIONS