Michael WhiteA Tale of Two PassingsDark clouds billowed over Old Town Alexandria. I could feel the coming storm in the cool wind. My wife, Lauren, and I were standing at the…Aug 13, 2017Aug 13, 2017
Michael WhiteinPoets UnlimitedHowlingHe is but a shell of bygone dreams They passed, like ships in the night While he howled at the moonOct 16, 2016Oct 16, 2016
Michael Whiteinthe CafeArlington and MeI pass the Arlington National Cemetery almost every day. Twice a day actually. On my way to school Arlington is the metro stop immediately…Oct 14, 2016Oct 14, 2016
Michael Whiteinthe CafeBlue Bucket, Red Shovel“Maddie, I’m your best friend right?” Billy asked, from the other side of the creek. The girl in question was currently inspecting the…Oct 4, 2016Oct 4, 2016
Michael WhiteinPoets UnlimitedDrop the BagThe bag is full The bag is heavy Drop the bag Your back is tired Your back is hurting Drop the bag The weight it slows The weight is empty…Sep 29, 2016Sep 29, 2016
Michael Whiteinthe CafeThe Last CoffeeHe tossed himself awake. Never a very good sleeper, this was a regular occurrence, but that night had seen a few more tosses than normal…Sep 22, 2016Sep 22, 2016
Michael Whiteinthe CafeI Am 911One hour left. The last hour was always the longest though.Sep 3, 20161Sep 3, 20161
Michael Whiteinthe CafeNo Patches, No ProblemsIt took 65 days for the weight of my decision to fully sink in. Obviously, I knew I was out of the Army the day I had signed out 65 days…Aug 28, 20161Aug 28, 20161
Michael WhiteinPoets UnlimitedLonger Than FireThe brightest colors Leave the deepest black. Waving oranges, dancing yellows, Fleeting blue. In concert They lick across the car. The car…Aug 22, 2016Aug 22, 2016
Michael WhiteinPoets UnlimitedParchment DreamsThe empty page thirsts for ink; Longs to be filled with meaning. Some, dare dream of Shakespeare; Picasso, Spielberg, Pulitzers and…Aug 15, 2016Aug 15, 2016