NORFOLK - The first of three Visiting Writers Series of 2018 kicked off Wednesday with JV Brummels and Marjorie Saiser in the students center. Bonnie Johnson-Bartee has been leading and organizing, as...

Stories and poetry can come from any corner of the universe.  Whether you're a professional author, or an amateur writer, a person has a story they want  to tell.  It is all just a matter of getting...

“Freak!” One word Spat distastefully from someone’s mouth Like projectile vomit. It is hissed again in my ear Echoing, stinging, I can feel it. It burns a hole. I sit numb, staring...

Watching the stars in the night sky We're laying here, just you and I Holding, trembling, not from cold From a feeling deep but not yet old A new spark to begin our time I ask for your hand,...

The Story of My Hometown: Oakdale, Nebraska   There's a story to tell, a story to know The story of my hometown, many years ago It may look like a ghetto to you Full of broken dreams...

I'm wishing right now I wasn't alone I'd do anything to make you come home But when there's nothing left to do That's when I want to be with you But something stops...

No meteorologist can predict its mood Sunshine and smiles one day And the cold shoulder rain showers the next Nebraska weather is a bipolar person Bouncing from mood to mood, hot to cold Sometimes...

I can paint you an abstract picture Full of life and color With shapes and designs That will blow your mind But when it comes to drawing something real That I cannot do. I can write you a free-verse...

Whatever you do, girl, please don't cry You can make it through People have your back They believe in you You know that's a fact Just keep your head held high Whatever you do, girl, please...

I am flat, cold and unmoving Moved only by glistening raindrops Plopping down from the sky Like salty tears from an eyelash Shimmering as it hurries down your cheek Weakly landing on the...

I want to play in a band with a crazy name We'll rock the show and go down with fame I want to play second basemen for the Braves Just think of all the outs and catches and saves I want to...

  As I looked out across the haze Dust particles lingering in shades of grey My eyes adjust to the piercing light I see a movement just beyond my vision From the corner of my eye, a...