Donald W. Hayward wrote his first poem when he was in Third Grade and was enamored of Gracie Meyer. It was a love poem. That was enough poetry until 1966, when he started playing guitar and wrote a poem about worms.
Donald took an Introduction to Poetry class at Bowling Green State University, where he communicated with the teacher, a graduate assistant, entirely through poems. He does not recall how he was graded, but he prefers to think he aced the course.
Donald W. Hayward attended Kent State University, Ohio State University, and several other universities without getting a degree from any of them. He holds more than twenty US and foreign patents, mostly for plastic recycling technology. He was a member of the legendary Snooz Blues Band for over 10 years. He was twice a finalist for Ernst and Young's Entrepreneur of the Year award. After retirement, he started a company that restores vintage guitars and amplifiers (hardway-vintage.com) . He writes in his basement Fortress of Solitude, surrounded by amplifiers and vacuum tubes.
He believes that poetry should cause spontaneous amplification and the presumption that music is more than just hitting all the right notes.
Donald's writings can be found at his poetry blog: http: //eolon.net
You came to see me
When I was broken
And I thought that
I would die
...
My father used to make me play
"You are part of this family, Goddammit! "
He would grab me by my shoulder
Slam me into the chair
...
So I held her closely
Her music was a whisper of perfume, pervasive,
Wondrous, like shadows dancing on a wall
In time, in space, to the beat, to the scales of a piano
...
Perhaps there is a sequence
That you have not learned
And that is why
...