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Video Poem: Grandma’s Precious Things

I wrote this poem in 2004 for a grandchild. You know who you are. And, you’re still welcome to visit at every opportunity!
Friends, please help me to share this video.
Agents and publishers, this needs to be a picture book. [...]

Growing Up With Ken Wilber

By David Satterlee
Growing up is all about existential angst. Yes, that’s where to start. Not with the spitting up, crawling, and preverbal babbling. The real issues of growing up are: What’s it all about? To be or not to be? What do you want to be when you grow up? What is the meaning of [...]

Sample Time

Sample Time
By David Satterlee
The miserable old man lay in his hospital bed, staring at the clock on the wall. The nurse had just left after waking him from a vivid dream to take a sample of his blood. They were probably checking to see if he still had elevated amylase and lipase in his blood; [...]

On Being a Fan of “The West Wing”

On Being a Fan of “The West Wing”
by David Satterlee
My wife and I are both fans of the television series The West Wing. We discovered, after getting married, that we had both aggressively managed our schedules to avoid missing an episode. In our five years together, we have twice dedicated summer evenings to a private [...]

Story: A Man of Letters

A Man of Letters
by David Satterlee[Inspired by a story told to my sister, Joyce Mock, by my father, Bill Satterlee. (Just to keep family history clear, I "invented" the ending part.)]
“Papaw, will you tell me a story?”
“Sure, sweetie. How about the one where I wrestled alligators, or how about the story of the troll and [...]

The “Mind of Man” Labyrinth

The “Mind of Man” Labyrinth
by David Satterlee
It seemed like a good idea. I built a labyrinth. I’d been thinking about it all winter. It wouldn’t need to be very complicated; just a path mowed in the grass and borders not mown to define the path. A labyrinth is a good thing. It’s somewhere to walk [...]

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A Small Collection of Cinquains

A Small Collection of Cinquains
Written for Dianna Satterlee’s 5th grade Language Arts class
A cinquain is a poetic form written with 5 lines having 2, 4, 6, 8, and 2 syllables respectively. The first and last lines are complementary. The second line may have two words in contrast.
About the beauty of North Carolina
Misty,Rocky, cascadesDancing waters falling;Gleaming [...]

Introducing David Satterlee

Where there was once a clean-cut young boy with a lot of promise, there now dwells a rascally old curmudgeon pondering the nature of promises, life, the universe and everything.

David holds the posture that nothing is sacred while holding faith that everything is sacred. His stories tend to carry you into the musical rhythms [...]

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