E.J. Trybus
E. J. Trybus writes poetry and short stories, sketches architectural renderings and 3-dimensional drawings, paints on canvas and glass and shoots urban and rural photography. His current e-book is a collaboration of his images and writings. Professionally, he teaches English and art but is currently on hiatus.
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Palm Beach Atlantic University, Trinity International University. Taught for 6 years in the alternative school system in Chicago.Interests
Writing poetry, architecture, baseball, photography, painting, house repairs, handy work, traveling and fossil/rock collecting.Motto
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Bring the Troops HomeThe wars in Afghanistan and Iraq have become eye-sores and reasons for other nations to hate the United States of America. This poem depict my viewpoints as to why we should Bring The Troops Home -
Mental Brain SurgeryThings happen in our minds when we worry and get anxious. Our thought may race, doubt may grow and our outlook on life may falter. This poem, Mental Brain Surgery, highlights how worries and anxiety may affect us emotionally and mentally.
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Though He is Rich, He is a Poor, Lonely ManHave you ever known someone who was so arrogant that you swore they stunk from it? This poem exemplifies a rich person who fits this persona perfectly.
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Our Freedom of Speech is No Longer FreeHave you ever wanted to tell someone your thoughts without worrying about the ramifications? Freedom of speech has lost its powers. We fear more and speak the truth less. This poem subtly examines how this freedom is waning and will soon be lost. -
Space Giants Wreak Havoc on EarthThe year is 2187. I am James Elentrope, and I have been patrolling Andromeda II for 7 years. As part of the Sky-Escapers, Captain Ravel and Scott and I seek Space Giants, the destructive beasts that rose up after scientists failed to clone the Earth. -
God. And HellWhy don't people believe in God anymore or see Him as creator? This rhyming poem is one of my looks into similar questions. -
God. And HellWhy don't people believe in God anymore or follow what He says in Scripture? This rhyming poem is one look into these questions. -
Life. Then DeathLife doesn't share our thoughts with the world when we cry. Death doesn't care how old or young we are when we die. This is a poem about my memories of a friend's funeral. -
Words and WoundsA poem that compares and contrasts a person's words to a surgeon's knife; both can hurt or heal. -
When Hips Won't Work How You Want Them ToA personal experience poem about physically getting wounded. It has math as a major factor in how we receive pain, where we bruise, how intense the injury is, and how deep inside we feel the pain. -
There Are No Mannequins Waiting in the Unemployment LinesWhy are more mannequins finding jobs these days? What can we learn from observing mannequins at work? Are they putting Fido and Whiskers out of work? These and other questions are answered as I take a look at mannequins that work, even .
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Lab ChaosA strange portrait of a science lab where bizarre things occur. -
Elevated TrainDisgusting smells that I have been forced to experience were inspirational for this piece. Note: The restaurant on Wells Street is figurative only. -
Is it Wrong of Me?I question myself about waiting for a love to return; I answer the questions with subtleties. Written March 18, 2006.
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May TheA well-wishing poem meant for everyone. I had no particular person in mind when writing it. -
Choose BroomWhile teaching at an alternative high school on the south side of Chicago, thge cleaning lady inspired this piece.
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Nature Returns FavorsA really short poem about a leaf, back scratching and the uses of trees.
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Regrets Weigh a LotOriginally titled "Five days after" - I wrote this five days after a bad break up. Today I edited and re-wrote it.
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Dance FoodThis poem is about my fascination with dancing - and how intricate the relationship between music and dancer.
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Post Morning DripCoffee drinkers experience taste, aromas and temperatures. Sometimes, how a coffee helps to wake a person up is more important than how well it tastes when cold. This is a piece about that and a little more. -
Tracks Work Best Lying DownThis is a fictitious story I wrote while living in Lake Worth, Florida. Countless times trains would wake me, block me, and inspire me. -
She's Anti-TulipA prose poem about a girl at a fair, two types of flowers and allergies. -
There Shall Be WordsThis short prose piece talks about the eternal aspects of writing. How our collective ideas that finally make it to paper or screen become etched in time and are forever a part of the history of, not just a person, but also the world.
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Perpetual StillnessA dream like description of me standing before an unfinished canvas that I have worked on, which reminds me of the sea and its fleeting beauty.
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I Tell My Students About Colors and a FriendA story about art, paint, former students and a homeless woman I met many times in front of Blockbuster in Chicago - Wicker Park.
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Dear SunshineThis is a poem written to the sun from a long lost friend the writer.