Author Archives: Timothy P. Schilling

This death a waste

Posted on May 21, 2021 by Timothy P. Schilling

Not like some

death of Jesus

saving the world.

Or did I

miss something?

Woodwind

Posted on May 17, 2021 by Timothy P. Schilling

A blossom year

Posted on May 7, 2021 by Timothy P. Schilling

The cold has let them stay forever

Spring shower

Posted on May 6, 2021 by Timothy P. Schilling

Your dark beauty so troubling to me

Posted on May 5, 2021 by Timothy P. Schilling

Confessions of a fugitive

Posted on April 29, 2021 by Timothy P. Schilling

Deer

Posted on April 27, 2021 by Timothy P. Schilling

Deer

Lying down

Against the back fence

Facing the sun

Watching the sunrise

Chewing their cud

Arnhem 2

Posted on April 24, 2021 by Timothy P. Schilling

Arnhem 1

Posted on April 24, 2021 by Timothy P. Schilling

Cri de coeur of the writer

Posted on April 21, 2021 by Timothy P. Schilling

If a pin drops

in the forest

and there’s no one there to hear it,

do I even exist at all?