Poems

 
2017_________________________________________________________________

BEGINNINGS
Begin, begin... begin again
Never stop restarting
Each day brings another chance
For success before departing


2016_________________________________________________________________

IF I HAD MY DRUTHERS
If I had my druthers, we would live near lakes and trees
Neither of us would have to work, we could do whatever we pleased;
Money would be no object, worries would melt away
We could take long walks in the moonlight
And sleep in the middle of the day.
 
 
OLD FRIENDS
Time slipped away as they sipped their latte
Reliving old memories, sharing the day
They knew all too soon life would tear them apart
Just one would remain, with a hole in her heart
 
 
THE CROOKED PATH
Come walk the crooked path with me
Chimerical friends we're off to see
Purple-striped cats that howl in the night
Orange glowing eyes reflect firelight

Welcoming us with warm biscuits and tea
 
 
WEARY
She grew weary of having it pointed out to her
that she didn't measure up, didn't think or act correctly,
weary of the denials and the disguise which fooled so many...
or perhaps she alone was the target for some insidious reason
At any rate she was done with it as blood flowed from her wounds
 
  2013_________________________________________________________________
 
BONITA
'Bonita, Sam's garrulous wife
Was often the cause of much strife;
When she wouldn't stifle
He went for his rifle -
One shot, then a nice quiet life!


SHATTERED GLASS
Shattered glass
strewn across the roadway
sparkles like diamonds
in the morning light,
treacherous to foot and tire;
someone's day started off very badly
 
 
 THE CANTANKEROUS CAT
Carlos the cantankerous cat
Would bite at the drop of a hat
When folks tried to pet him
He'd turn round and get 'em
He relished his role as a brat
 
 
THE SWING
Come and sit by my side
At the end of the day
Let the soft breezes cool you
Let my gentle touch soothe you
Let the slow swinging motion
Sweep your worries away


 2012_________________________________________________________________
 
BEFORE I'M DEAD
I want some time to write, she said
Before I'm dead, before I'm dead
 

2011_________________________________________________________________
 
BREAKUP
You crossed the line
Went too far this time
I'm gone
Don't say I didn't warn you
 
 
KITTENS
On wobbly legs
with eyes barely open
ears still folded down
kittens walk into my heart



NOTHING MORE TO SAY
No words to write down
Brain numb, soul weary,
There is nothing more to say


WRITING
I say to him that
writing is my passion
He repeats it back to me
in half-hearted tones
and tries to understand
but he doesn't, really

 
2009_________________________________________________________________
 
THE EYES HAVE IT
She smiles for the camera
but the print cannot disguise
a lifetime filled with sorrow
reflected in her eyes
 
 
 2005_________________________________________________________________
 
THE OSTRICH
If you stand with your head in the sand
life will take on an even hue
The problems which need your attention
will be cleverly hidden from view

The people who need your direction
will all run amok and be lost
Thus the comfort you find in your angle
will come with a terrible cost.
 

2004_________________________________________________________________
 
NO REASON
The dark of night descends
with it falls the shadows on my soul

Dimming light and slowing active pace
leaving only places filled with sadness

In daylight I convince myself that all is well
and playful times will once again return

But as night falls I know that love is gone
and I can find no reason to go on
 
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