Does life extend Beyond our end? Such questions occupy the aging brain A perpetual refrain Are there expectations ahead After our body is dead? Does it really matter To dwell on such useless patter After all, no one has yet come back From a run around life’s track To bear testimony that he once lived […]
Soon my generation will be swept away And we will have had our say Will we have left a better place Or just a lot of empty space? Did we do any good To foster universal brotherhood? It doesn’t look that way from here But then we’re looking at the rear Okay then let’s look […]
New York is a city in perpetual motion Not by any means a tranquil ocean, Its millions going, always going night and day Round and round, back and forth, in every way, It’s here where people bring their dreams Searching for the spotlight’s beams In this land of silk and satin To taste the glories […]
“Ending” as read by Warren Adler For some it is abrupt, some linger, some flicker Slow agony for some, for lucky others, quicker It matters not, the end is the end is the end Ever meet a returnee, friend? If so, tell me then -W.A.
“I am Free” as read by Warren Adler Label me not Don’t throw me in a pot As part of a stew What I say may not be true Don’t count me in your polls Or put me on your rolls My opinions are my own And mine alone When I speak I am unique […]
My mom wisely introduced me to books at a very young age. I learned to read before entering school, and was reading years ahead of my grade level in no time. I suppose my inspiration to write was a natural extension of my love of books. Stories run through my head constantly, churning cauldrons of […]
I started writing to save my life. At the age of 47 I wrote my way out of severe depression following a mental breakdown. I’d had to give up teaching and I couldn’t face my empty future, so I wrote a sort of alternative autobiography which turned out to be my first novel. I never […]
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