Category Poetry
I Wonder
I wonder what all the time spent traveling fast Planes, trains and automobiles has done to us When our psyches, minds, bodies are far cast Like sling-shot stones or a swiftly flying discus The faster we move, clearly, the less we see Is this why bodies fail when older, wind down Our mind, reflexes not […]
Can the Last be First?
All nice guys will finish last, what I have always heard Ever since I started life as a wee laddy, oh so very small Confused by lessons taught, reversed, it sounds absurd Learned have I, from kindergarten, goodness trumps all Thou Shall Nots take pride of place, as truths of a sage With almost […]
Useful Things ~ Dipping my Pen into my Stream of Thought
Useful Things Dipping My Pen into my Stream of Thought Originally written as a continuous piece, broken up to aid readability Looking at a wooden coffee stirrer At a free seasonal holiday concert In a public library with paper cups Coffee, brownies, cider and cookies My how times they have changed Since I was born, […]
This, Too, Shall Pass
What distinguishes, creates demarcation between living and life? Can they be divided or shared, like pieces of pie cut with a knife? Or only the viscera of being alive, breathing and eating and shit Simply work, chores, needful daily obligations; that cannot be it In relationships you always hear such a lot of talk of […]
Very Superstitious?
Friday, twelve, thirteen, thirteen, might it be a double whammy? Do thoughts, talk of superstition make your hands feel clammy? Knock on wood, upon your desk? Or for now just use your head? No telling what this might be made of now, is it tanked instead? Toss the spilled salt over your left shoulder, […]
Universal Logic
In the never was the always and the ever was It was ever never always And it always Never was
Within the Storm
In darkness, cold, lost, alone. Where stands the promised tower We are hard upon the shore Where the light, the horn, the bell, the clarion call we yearn to hear Razor close, we draw near the shoal Night shrouded, sewn up by dark clouds and dense fog; some pray Jagged rocks loom Bravely we […]
You’re a Real Card ~ Part 5 ~ Spades
Spades are for digging and spreading the soil Preparing good earth, what lies below is our toil Time to dig deep, plan growth for the future Seeking pattern and beauty you will nurture All through the winter short days grow longer Underground, our mind, promise, grows stronger Your subconscious provides answers you sought Opportunities […]
Would You Ever Think?
Rhyming words, so it seems to me just now, is easier than working While many others will disagree, swear to me they know I’m shirking Of course rhymes mostly pay no money, or, at the very best, very little Though some folks would still complain were I to only sit and whittle Whittling’s fine […]
A Pleasant Meander
While on a recent idyll, a most pleasant meander I stopped a while to chat with a fiery salamander He dimmed his flames, we talked of rain and wind And all the little embers his sisters meant to send He sent me then down the path to see a mighty oak Said she was […]
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