Monday, January 17, 2022

A WALK in the FOREST

 

A walk in the forest

Along a rocky path

Worn by generations

Amidst towering pines

 

A wind whispers

Through the trees

A fox is startled

and scampers away

 

Conifer aroma

Fills my environment

Making the day

And life worthwhile

 

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Tuesday, January 4, 2022

A MYSTERY of LOVE

 

She was not the most beautiful,

he was far from the handsomest

In first meeting,

they were linked

 

Everything fades,

the day into night,

youth into age

Love often declines,

theirs never did

 

Clearly, a mystery

How do some loves survive

while many others don’t

They didn’t seek the answer,

just enjoyed the outcome

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Thursday, December 16, 2021

A SOARING SOUL, a poem

 

Well-written novels

With classic plots

Comfort my mind

 

Well-written films

With gripping plots

Are so pleasurable

 

Well-written poetry

With singing lines

Makes my soul soar

Wednesday, November 24, 2021

ENTHRALLED, a poem

 

If perfection be a thought

Then I’ll think of thee as such

I’ll raise you to a Goddess

I’ll drop myself to dust

The sun shall be your subject

The moon shall be your throne

Your heaven shall exist

Within my mind

May it ever be your home

(Note: I wrote this poem 68 years ago when I was 19.


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Monday, November 8, 2021

TOGETHER, a poem

 

 

Songs we sang together

spin through my mind,

lingering memories

of those happy times

With you

 

Walking all alone

to our park now

rouses a hunger

for those happy times

With you

 

Our breakfast table

began the feast

in my daily life

of those happy times

With you

 

Wednesday, October 20, 2021

INTO the RAGBAG, a poem

 

For thousands of mornings

over the past 40 years

my blue and gray jacket

has shielded me against

the first chill of each day

 

Part of an ensemble,

somehow along the way

the pants were discarded

The jacket stayed with me

worn into my old age

 

Warming my upper body

after I arose from bed

through the many many years

Finally, ashes for me

a ragbag for my jacket

         

Wednesday, October 6, 2021

A JACKET'S JOURNEY, a poem

 

Together for four decades,

our destinies are coupled

When his aging soul departs

will I be torn into rags

before being discarded

 

Born in a sweat shop,

mostly blue and gray,

a woman who loved him

presented me to him

He named me ‘my jacket’

 

Every cool morning,

he always put me on,

relishing my warmth

Oh, how he treasures me

He named me ‘my jacket’