Posted in Poetry on July 22, 2008 | 5 Comments »
Oh gentle heart I hear your silent beat
I sense the tender touch of gentle hands
Your spirit sings a song so bittersweet
Of fantasies from lost, forbidden lands
I listen for that beat that stirs my soul
And wills my heart to shed its cool pretense
Each vine that intertwines around the pole
Envelops and adorns the weathered fence.
Posted in Poetry, tagged Poetry, summer on July 10, 2008 | 10 Comments »
Tall grass swaying
in the breeze
Chipmunks playing
in the trees
Turkeys lurching
cross the lawn
A snorting buck
appears at dawn
Day grows old
dusk invades
Summer’s magic
spawns parades
Whose colors change
and rearrange
As sunlight slowly fades.
Posted in Poetry, tagged Poetry on June 30, 2008 | 5 Comments »
So tough on the outside
the best of defenses
well hidden are men
who construct well
their fences.
Posted in Poetry, tagged Poetry, sonnets published, sonnetwriters.com on June 29, 2008 | No Comments »
It seems I’ve been so busy that I’ve fogetten to thank Sonnetwriters.com for publishing my sonnets in their first edition. And so…Thank you Ali for honoring me by including three of my sonnets in your first online edition. They are located here
Posted in Poetry on June 26, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Reading has a sneaky way
of filling up your head
you struggle to retain your thoughts
until the last is read
but each new batch of written word
all deserving to be heard
erase what you’d have said.
Posted in Photography, Poetry on June 17, 2008 | 7 Comments »
The iris whispers sweet good-byes
The honeysuckle fades
The hollyhocks and marigolds
Begin their grand parades
A slow transition’s taking place
I capture one last fling
As colors melt and summer’s felt
I say farewell to spring.
Posted in Poetry, tagged First Crush, Grandchildren, Poetry on June 5, 2008 | 7 Comments »
“Grammy, I need to talk to you
It’s something REALLY secret
I got a crush on Patrick
Please promise me you’ll keep it?
He’s really cute and everything
but he’s older – in third grade!
When I told him that I liked him, Gram
He ran, and said…..Oh, Great!”
“I guess that means he likes me too?”
Oh baby, does Gram need to talk [...]
Posted in Poetry, tagged Poetry on May 22, 2008 | 11 Comments »
I travel through the night on waves of steel
The pounding of the sea against my side
With tired, trusted hands upon my wheel
It seems I’m only in it for the ride
My name is branded proudly on my skin
I’m built to brave the storm or ride the tide
So many mates have gone and come again
To swab my [...]
Posted in Poetry on May 20, 2008 | 4 Comments »
Only five days left to submit to the June anniversary issue of Word Catalyst. The deadline is the 25th as always so if you wish to submit now is the time! The past 12 months have been very rewarding and we are growing steadily in submissions and readership. We’re prepared for another great year of [...]
Posted in Poetry, tagged Poetry on May 19, 2008 | 6 Comments »
I wish the words would come to me
I wish I had a clue
But nothing yet appears to be
Unique, or even new
Perhaps I’ve talked of all I know
I’ve drained the old think tank
Just like a game of Scrabble
I reach in and draw a blank.
Posted in Poetry, tagged Add new tag, Poetry, spring, survival on May 9, 2008 | 4 Comments »
Softly and slowly the spring bud grows
to fill the waiting branches,
As warming rains replace cold snows
the promise of spring advances.
The Robin, perched upon the bow
watches the worm of choice
unsure, with ever watchful eye
her song has lost its voice.
Could it be she feels the loss
wears the guilt and weighs the cost?
As April showers drench and spread
can [...]
Posted in Poetry, tagged fate, friendship, Poetry on May 7, 2008 | 8 Comments »
The tree has known, as well as stone
the strength it takes to bend
For trees are rooted deeply
Precious foliage to nurture and tend.
A chilling breeze through idle leaves
Just blew the tree away
While bestowing warmth on a shaded face
A back draft thaw was taking place.
Yet trees are trees and stone is stone
Dependent moss on both has grown
What [...]
Posted in Poetry on May 5, 2008 | 8 Comments »
The universe, adorned with stars and light
Can captivate, we marvel at the glare.
Wishing on them in despair; not completely unaware
That our eyes take pleasure and delight
In stars that are not there.
Though space has claimed the stars of night
It somehow missed the show of light
That glows no matter how we try
To tell ourselves the light’s a [...]
Posted in Poetry on April 21, 2008 | 6 Comments »
“Good morning” said the oak tree
To the dark and gloomy stone
Would thou prefer I go away
And leave thee to thine own?
I sway your way on gentle breeze
With warmth for you to hold
But as a tree, I ask of thee
Do stones prefer the cold?
Posted in Poetry, tagged Poetry on April 16, 2008 | 6 Comments »
They babbled like a brook in spring
She wondered why they came
Oblivious to everything
She did not know their name
She shrugged her shoulders, endlessly
To signify her doubts
And searched for signs, repeatedly
Of her own whereabouts.
Posted in Poetry on April 11, 2008 | 5 Comments »
The wall has closed that vital crack
that allowed me to come through
It seems that fissure healed itself
And blocked my point of view
Just one more stranger in the stream
Who failed to reach those things unseen.
Posted in Poetry on April 7, 2008 | 7 Comments »
Gentle thought and quiet talk
Of yesterday’s promise, it seems
Reveals the truth, the painful proof
That waking falls short of our dreams.
As youthful dreams are laid to rest
Their intent to pave the surface
Our hearts and minds still try their best
To make the dream the purpose.
Posted in Poetry, tagged compassion, knowing limitations, Poetry, Sonnet on April 4, 2008 | 8 Comments »
I can’t possess the moment of the breeze
Or capture smells from flowers growing wild
I can’t abolish painful tragedies
Or dry the painful tears of every child
I don’t recall a time I did not long
To save the world and rescue every heart
I don’t think small but I have been so wrong
To think that I could carry out [...]
Posted in Poetry, tagged endings, frustration, giving up, jumping, Poetry on April 2, 2008 | 11 Comments »
I’m sick to death of caring
Of trying and begging and fighting
Looking down on that hedge
From the edge of this ledge
Makes jumping sound very inviting.
Posted in Poetry, tagged Poetry on March 31, 2008 | 5 Comments »
It’s better to be in between
Than always stuck in one extreme
To cope, we often justify
The things we cannot rectify
The turmoil that provides the churn
Results in undue self-concern
Contradiction plagues each soul
That yearns for that which makes it whole.
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