Doug W. Evans 2/14/26 Doug W. Evans 2/14/26

Mapmakers

“Beginning in my timid youth
I crafted meticulous maps
with squiggly lines and words…”

Doug W. Evans 12/27/25 Doug W. Evans 12/27/25

Entropy of Words

“weak tongues often sew disorder
effortlessly inflicting suffering…”

Doug W. Evans 9/19/25 Doug W. Evans 9/19/25

Peace in Color

“Anger splits my soul
as fear powers dark machines…”

Doug W. Evans 6/27/25 Doug W. Evans 6/27/25

Safe Shadows

“life is good—beneath
serene—healing shades
of apricot trees…”

Doug W. Evans 3/22/24 Doug W. Evans 3/22/24

Falling Words

“in life’s deep abyss

my river smooths jagged stones”

Doug W. Evans 3/15/24 Doug W. Evans 3/15/24

I Wish It Were a Bad Dream

“Dear Father—I pray

unchain me from dark’s shrill taunts…”

Doug W. Evans 11/24/23 Doug W. Evans 11/24/23

Poetic Immortality

A Tanka poem that describes in simple and few words—the First Law of Poetry…

Doug W. Evans 6/23/23 Doug W. Evans 6/23/23

Unearthing Words

“poets dig deftly to reach through

their abstracted universes of love”

Doug W. Evans 6/19/23 Doug W. Evans 6/19/23

It’s Not Complicated

“the greatest splendors…

are profoundly short…”

Doug W. Evans 6/8/23 Doug W. Evans 6/8/23

I Emoji

“I climb my speckled tomes of granite—yet

I have never been that good at emojis”

Doug W. Evans 5/3/23 Doug W. Evans 5/3/23

Potholes

“my spirit likes to drift lost
in these liquid labyrinths
of finely carved nature”

Doug W. Evans 1/18/23 Doug W. Evans 1/18/23

Fangs

Regardless of how the world speaks—
words really do matter…

Doug W. Evans 8/30/22 Doug W. Evans 8/30/22

Silent Words

A Love Poem for Diane

Doug W. Evans 3/22/22 Doug W. Evans 3/22/22

My Mother’s Hand

…she learned to write with her left hand—words barely legible and shaky, like prose penned in earthly tremors…

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