Paul Wackell - Poet, Writer, Nature Photographer

Author of the Poetry Collection
“Unrequited and Other Perms”

Ocean at Dusk    |    Tiverton RI    |    By Paul Wackell

Unrequited and Other Poems
By Paul Wackell

Paul Wackell - Poet - Author - Poetry, Prose, Photos“Unrequited” is a collection of poems about events, emotions, relationships, friendships, people and memories from the authors life. This debut collection includes poems on topics and experiences that touch many of our lives, from simple pleasures, changes of season, memories of loved ones, love and loss, regret, betrayal, and a deeply personal search for humanity and spirituality.

In these poems Paul not only narrates his experiences and events in his life, he seeks to dig deeper into them, to explore their nuances, and discover their deeper meanings. To quote the author “Much of my work is me just trying to make sense of the events of my life, and looking for answers to questions that might very well turn out to be rhetorical.”

The collection in “Unrequited” is simple and yet complex, both sad and optimistic, light hearted, naïve and yet highly inquisitive, rhetorical, soul searching, filled with poems about, love, new love, lost love, the innocence of love, lust, and many more things life affirming  and life exploring.

New Poems by Paul Wackell

Regaling

I watched him talking with A group of other older gentlemen, Reminiscing about their days of...

Autumn Arrives

The morning air was crisp For the first time in quite some time. The first hint of amber appeared...

Winter

It’s been the longest winter of all my winters, More frigid, more sullen, more distressingly...

Music of Solitude

I sat at the edge of my bed With my guitar in hand. It didn’t feel like music, It never does. I...

First Memory of My Father

The apple tree was blooming In all its spring magnificence. The fragrance of lilacs blew into our...

A Simple Perfect Moment in Time

Evening settled upon us as the sun began to set Beyond the towering Carolina pines. I basked in...

Last Love

Will my most recent love, Unrequited though it may be, Turn out to be the last and final love That...

Falling Snow

He sat on one end of the sofa Starring out the French doors, Quietly watching the snow fall Gently...

The Fly and The Ant

Sitting on a wall thinking I could stomp on that ant Just cause I could Not sure I should Thinking...

Morning Coffee

I stood quietly for a few moments Leaning against the counter, Looking out the kitchen window into...