By Robert FunderburkJul 291 minBeware the HeartThe sacrifice of God’s own Son On that appointed tree Before the world and water were Was destined for our Liberty. Like Summer when she...
By Robert FunderburkJun 51 minAs a ShadowWayne sat on a plastic chair, t-shirt blood-spattered, blade- ripped halfway down the front, left eye swollen shut, soon to blossom with...
By Robert FunderburkApr 418 minPeace in the StormI grew up in Algiers, on the ‘Point,’ and when I played on the grassy slopes of the levee as a child, I would look across a half mile of...
By Robert FunderburkMar 111 minBeyond Seasons & Other PoetryBeyond Seasons The leaves of autumn’s frosty winds, red and gold and rust, draw more beauty from death than sunlight and gentle rain on...