An audio recitation of Robert Browning's "Porphyria's Lover."

The leaves and acorns fall and leave a densely populated gram on the cemented places that should still be nature places. The weather is...

They said it was bad and my decision to come saved my life. Ten and a half hours in the emergency room, I spoke maybe a few words to my...

Special to the Blog: a little late, but still within "the week." A few down-to-earth, blue collar poems. Enjoy! Raised Right We are...

It's been nice sharing some poetry with you this month. If it's not been your thing, I'm sorry. I'll be back in March with more new...

A little belated St. Valentine's Day present-- some legitimate love poems, not my usual unrequited odes. Love one another. Some of these...

Stormborn: A Poem Peter, come out of the clouds. You fly too high. The virtues of the ground outweigh reaching for the crib. Born of the...

I've decided February is Poetry Month on the ryanctittle.com blog. Seems an appropriate month. It brings out romance for some, sadness...

I am so excited to announce that a poem of mine, "The Rain Dance," has won 2nd Prize in Blue Institute's Words on Water Writing Contest...

Something a little different today: a video recitation of my new poem, "Descent to Timon's Cave."

This summer poem was written based on several photographs in family albums. The sickly sweet smell of ground water, George Jones singing...