Author name: Dan Swanson

Which one will mark your epitaph: the golden rule or golden calf?

When words must bear weight, keep them short and sincere and, like dragonfly wings, be uplifting, yet clear.

Every spider that you kill means one less chance a spider will someday go bite a child’s hand and turn

Gravity’s a law, they say, but flying disrespects it. Grammar lays down rigid rules, but poetry neglects it. Greed makes

I’ve now come to know most mischief is made by grown-up adults who, for it, get paid.

The ghosts I know do not appear as misty forms that conjure fear. Instead, my ghosts arrive at night to

The universe is sprawling, but a piece of it is ours. A stubborn little sphere that spins among the endless

Go read some books, and if you find That you have ably trained your mind, Then in that happy happenstance,

I used to be embarrassed by the childlike things I said. I’d turn a shade of crimson when those musings

While on my own, I felt alone, unsure how strong I’d be. Then I met you and said I do