Michael Beadle  - poet • author • writer-in-residence
What I've Written

Here's a list of some of my published work....

• Poetry Collection:  Beasts of Eden (Press 53, 2018)

• Poetry Chapbooks: Primer (Main Street Rag, 2017)

                                  Invitation (Main Street Rag, 2013) 

                                 Friends We Haven't Met (Maven Press, 2008)

                                 An Invented Hour (Hard Times Press, 2004)    

• Poetry CD:        Kaboom (Stellar Media Productions, 2009)

History Books:  

Canton (Arcadia, 2013) 

Waynesville (Arcadia, 2010)              
                     ** Winner of the 2012 Willie Parker Peace History 
                          Book Award from the N.C. Society of Historians

Haywood County (Arcadia, 2010) 
                             (Southern Historical Press, 2009)               
                             **Winner of the 2010 President's Award 
                                 from the N.C. Society of Historians              
• A Sample of Published Poems: "The Naming" / "A Town Too Small For Maps" / "Honey" / "Shibboleth" selected by N.C. Poet Laureate Kathryn Stripling Byer for "Poet of the Week" in June 2006

• N.C. Poet Laureate Cathy Smith Bowers' radio interview with me on "Wordplay" (April 18, 2010) Audio Version

• Radio interview on "Wordplay" with Jeff Davis (Aug. 25, 2013) with readings from Invitation poems and more  Audio Version


• More Poem Samples:

Picklebug Ticklebug
Picklebug ticklebug
Tiny little toes
Noodlebug doodlebug
Fuzzy little clothes
Wigglebug jigglebug
Inching up a tree
Needlebug skeedlebug
Looking down at me

 Michael Beadle

Birthday Wishes
I don’t want an anaconda for my birthday.
Don’t need a chimpanzee to bring me cake.
What I’d love is a hug from a panda,
And a sky of fireflies across a lake.
— Michael Beadle


I'm a Ninja
(parody of Emily Dickinson's "I'm a Nobody! Who are you?")

I'm a ninja! Who are you?
Are you well versed in kung-fu?
Then we should star in movies!
They'd give us contracts, you know.

How dashing to be an actor!
How famous, like a hit song,
To have your name in lights—
What could possibly go wrong?

—Michael Beadle

Bull Elk in Cataloochee

As pilgrims we come
in late summer, armed with Canons
and Nikons, drawn to the valley
once home to corn and cattle,
Palmers and Caldwells.
Thief-still, we stand watch
in a scrim of woods, waiting
for the flick of a tail, twitch of an ear,
branch of antler among burnt maple.
One by one, hoof and hide emerge
to graze in a sprawling meadow. 
Chief among them steps forth, 
snorts a musky breath. 
For weeks he will forsake food 
to herd his white-rumped harem,
ward off rivals with a single cry
that startles the air—
a long shrill note,
ancient, defiant, 
a call to all things wild.

Our only reply is silence.

Michael Beadle

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