Tim Carmichael

Joined March 2025

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I am an Appalachian poet and cookbook author. I write about rural life, family, and the places I grew up around. My poetry and essays have appeared in Beautiful and Brutal Things, My latest book. Check it out on Amazon

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Poet Lord Byron: From Scandal to Sacrifice
Few figures in literary history are as compelling and contradictory as George Gordon Byron, known to the world as Lord Byron. Born into the English aristocracy in 1788, Byron inherited a title and wealth, yet his life would be defined as much by scandal as by privilege. A childhood marked by physical challenges, including a clubfoot, left him both self-conscious and fiercely independent, shaping a personality that alternated between charm, charisma, and a streak of recklessness. From his earliest years, Byron displayed the restless energy that would make him both the darling and the scandal of English society.
By Tim Carmichael3 months ago in Humans
A Merry Expensive Christmas. Top Story - December 2025.
'Twas two weeks before Christmas, and all through the mall, Every wallet was screaming, "Please, nothing at all!" The price tags were hung on the merchandise with care,
By Tim Carmichael3 months ago in Poets
Where Your Absence Lives
Each night the stars return, but not your face, The silence pools where laughter used to be. I wander hallways time cannot erase.
By Tim Carmichael3 months ago in Poets
🔥The Last Glow 🔥
In the hush of night, where embers disappear like fading stars, I sit and watch the fire, its dance slow, and intimate,
By Tim Carmichael3 months ago in Poets
The Unfinished Goodbye
In shadows cast by dreams that softly fade, The traces of your laughter haunt my mind, A hush in the night, where love once played.
By Tim Carmichael3 months ago in Poets
The Ghosted Name
Where shadows bloom by thoughts that won’t let go, I chase the traces of a ghosted name, A haunting ache that time cannot outgrow.
By Tim Carmichael3 months ago in Poets
Root-borne Ascension
In the silence of dawn, where shadows linger, roots stretch deep, entwined with earth’s embrace, each fiber a story, each tendril a memory,
By Tim Carmichael3 months ago in Poets
Scorched Reckoning
In the heart of the dry season, embers spark, flickering disdain, like tremors of discontent igniting the cool air, a breath that swells,
By Tim Carmichael3 months ago in Poets
The Grand Encore of Silliness
In a world where socks go missing, and cats plot their reign, let’s embark on a quest for laughter, with silliness as our chain.
By Tim Carmichael4 months ago in Poets
Rooting for Trouble
My roots are a tangle of questionable choices: Grandma’s meatloaf recipe (mayonnaise? Yes, but why?) Dad’s fondness for dad jokes
By Tim Carmichael4 months ago in Poets
After the Last Flame
In the hearth of dusk, sparks curl like forgotten dreams, as the bold blaze of yesterday’s promise sinks into a calm surrender.
By Tim Carmichael4 months ago in Poets
When We Were Flame
We were always the spark, a brief, bright defiance against the unlit hush of before. Our laughter was flint striking stone,
By Tim Carmichael4 months ago in Poets