WISHES, a poem

 

I opened the bottle,

the genie was there

Give me a wish

for whatever you care

So, I did:

End hunger throughout the world

Peace in Palestine and Israel

The evaporation of Donald Trump

The end of daily shootings

 

The genie groaned,

For goodness’ sake

ask something simple

like a woman with a dimple

or a dozen golden eggs

 

 

 

CONNECTION, a poem

 

She looked at him

with her adoring eyes

A worthy man,

a valuable prize

 

He looked back at her

with growing desire

for a smiling woman

who ignited his fire

 

The hunt was now over

for remarkable prey

finding what they wanted

for a lifetime of play

 

DEMENTIA, a poem

 

She surfaces for a moment

like a tulip in early spring,

swaying so brightly in the breeze,

then her petals fall to the ground

and she is gone, perhaps forever

 

END of MY TRAIL, a poem

 

Worn and so exhausted,

yet still stumbling onward,

near the end of the trail

of a very long life

 

Through the many years

the journey was fueled

by curiosity and pleasure,

with a strong, energetic body

and no all-consuming heartaches

 

Sweet memories endure

despite the flawed body

whose certain destiny

is sickness and then death,

perhaps an afterlife

 

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PENCIL ARTIST, a poem

 

 

          The pencil artist took

          just minutes to capture

          the prissy expression

          on my youthful face,

          many decades ago

 

          My wife put the work

          on our bedroom wall,

          a daily reminder

          that his vision of me

          differed from mine      

         

I appreciate only now

          as my ego has receded

          with the onset of age

          the perceptive skill

          of that street artist

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AGENDA, a poem

 

          The clock no longer

          Sets my agenda

          Lying in bed until

          My body says

          You should arise

 

          There are so many

          Ways to enjoy life

          Watching cable

          Or writing poetry

          Whatever fits your fable  

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THE PENCIL ARTIST, a review

 

          I was happily surprised to discover Kenneth T. Mencher’s brief review of my novel, THE PENCIL ARTIST, on Amazon.

          Mencher wrote in his 4-star review: “A wonderful, clever, quick read. A bit of a fairy tale that artists wish would come true. Some of the writing is a bit clunky, but doesn't detract overly much from the pleasure of reading this.”

          THE PENCIL ARTIST was the fulfillment of my goal to publish eight novels by the time I was 81. I uploaded the book to Amazon, Smashwords and Barnes and Noble on Aug. 15, 2015, two weeks before my 81^st birthday. That was the final act of my novel-writing career because of the circumstances of my life. I now write poetry.

          Thank you, Mr. Mencher, for your clever review.