Tom O'ConnorThis is a ‘good morning’ poem.A get up trying not to stir the critter curled up at your feet beat.May 14May 14
Tom O'ConnorThe despot’s pleaMy arrogance is more righteous; my bullying better aimed. In the end, what does that make me?May 24, 2020May 24, 2020
Tom O'ConnorRing around the Don-manRing around the Don-man, the prezi is a con-man,May 24, 2020May 24, 2020
Tom O'ConnorThe loverPlay with me a cribbage of your choosing,/ make me flush and shuffle till I fold./ Make me think I’m winning when I’m losing; make me…May 4, 2020May 4, 2020
Tom O'ConnorNot this time.No, no, not this time, it’s too important. Way too important.May 1, 2020May 1, 2020
