Tom Squitieri is a three-time winner each of the Overseas Press Club and White House Correspondents’ Association awards for his work as a war correspondent. He reported from all seven continents, always writing as a voice for the voiceless, and has taken his love of storytelling to poetry, to transport readers to a dreamy universe and liberating them with a potion to happiness. He writes most of his poetry while parallel parking or walking his dogs, Topsie and Batman. His work has appeared in Ariel Chart, The Raven’s Perch, No Strings Attached, the Shanghai Review, Eskimo Pie, The Literary Word, Style Sonata and The Griffin’s Inkpot.
This is one of the best Ways, to compensate When you are not here Thinking and then letting Nature take its course Yes, the morning is as Lovely as always And nothing is wrong With that That alone, it is blessed. This is much more. Before the noise of the artificial world intrudes The morning after the wash of rain All clean, all perfect As are the thoughts Perhaps clear ones desired, certainly But perfect ones, for certain Curtains raise Smiles are teased by thoughts Refreshing reminders of a simple pure morning being Simply special Sweeten with desire More and more To raise the hope You will appear by magic And make this gift of time Of uninterrupted beauty More so wonderful