(Niceville, Florida; 21 September 2021) – Most writers want to get published. After all, Olympians who wield their foils in front of the world every four years didn’t study fencing only to keep their amazing skills hidden at home, nor do most writers train for years just to wield the pen with magnificent skill so … Continue reading The Writer’s Craft – How Do I Become a Writer?! (Part 4)
(Dec. 15, 2017) Outside my window it’s a cloudy morning over Ft. Knox, Kentucky. For three years (2007 – 2010) I was an instructor at the Defense Information School on Fort Meade, Maryland. My former students are all over the map now, and many have built highly successful careers for themselves, some in the ranks, … Continue reading Travel Log: Poetic Controversies
"Fly Above" Twenty years at sea Growing wings so that now I Can fly above it! ---Nathanael Miller, 3 Oct. 2017
The future may feel dark and life overwhelming, but if you can write, if you can put word to paper, you are never alone! Even a simple haiku can break your isolation. Unendurable Nathanael Miller, 30 April 2017 Unendurable. To forever sit alone; The night never ends. *** The Future is Dark Nathanael Miller, 30 … Continue reading Poetry Night!
No Signposts Nathanael Miller, 9 April 2017 The unknown frightens; Planning used to rule my life. Now I've no signposts. *** Where do I Now Turn? Nathanael Miller, 10 April 2017 Where do I now turn? The captain and chiefs are gone; Navy life is done. *** Freedom is Scary Nathanael Miller, 10 April 2017 … Continue reading Poetry Night!
Endure the Rest Nathanael Miller, 21 Jan. 2017 How do I control what I can, Adapt to what I can’t, And somehow endure the rest? _________________________ When Irish Eyes Are Smiling -for a friend- Nathanael Miller, 20 Jan. 2017 When Irish eyes are smiling The fields are green and lush. When Irish eyes are smiling … Continue reading Poetry Night
Nathanael Miller, 16 Jan. 2017 The chairs remain empty, Long into the night. I have a candle burning on the table, I have some wine in the kitchen And conversation ready to explore. The house is warm in the winter dark, The fire is lit and blankets are at hand To cover a … Continue reading The Chairs Remain Empty
Nathanael Miller, 23 Oct. 2016 Twiddle dee dee and fiddle hee hee Who doesn’t love some drunk poetry? Nonsensical words are all for the birds As the wine in my head says hyflurosted! I make up some sounds that frytittle astound An offer a pound for some piddle aground! I’ll go to the … Continue reading Drunk Poetry
Friday last (Oct. 7) I attended my first-ever poetry night. The event was hosted by “Poetry, Pose, and Pizza” and certainly lived up to its name. The pizza was delicious! Poetry, Prose, and Pizza is a syndicated event in the Tidewater area providing an open mic for those wishing to explore their experiences through the … Continue reading Poetry Night – The Art of the Scribble Comes Alive
Happy Fish Nathanael Miller, 18 Sept. 2016 Happy little fish: Hiding behind the sunken ship— Resin relic of a war that never was— Decorating the bottom of his Sacred habitat. He is a happy little fish! __________________________________ A Haiku or Two Nathanael Miller, 18 Sept. 2016 A haiku or two Is all that … Continue reading Poetry Night = Free Verse and a Few Haikus for You!