Page Two
You will find here a mixture of old
and newer poems, mostly a mixture of
free verse and prose, with a smattering
of other things thrown in.
Death (© Nov.,1977)
A rose, so lovely a flower ;
The petals soft as velvet
And the scent so sweet and sensual.
Who can bear to watch it whither
And return to the dust it came from.
Not Alone (© Nov.,1997)
She stood in the rain with her coat off,
Raised her arms and cried "Why me ?".
It didn't even occurr to her,
That she is the master
Of her own destiny.
She ranted and raved a bitter tirade,
Raised her fists and shouted at God.
It didn't even occurr to her
To place blame on herself
As she stood on the muddy sod.
She stood in the rain with her coat off,
Soaked through and cold to the bone.
It didn't even occurr to her
That with His great love
She is never really alone.
She ranted and raved and fell to her knees
Bowed her head and cried red-hot tears.
It didn't even occurr to her
As she shivered in her pain
That it's He alone who hears.
The Poem (© Oct.,1977)
He wrote for me a poem
That expressed his heart's content.
He wrote the words with feeling,
Although his love is spent.
He told me he had loved me once,
That he knew he'd caused me pain.
Said he's glad I am so happy,
That I've learned to love again.
For My Children (© Sept.,1997)
Through the mundane and the dreary,
You are the torch that lights my way.
When my mind is tired and weary,
Your smile can make me want to play.
When my days are filled with doubt and pain,
You are the ones who keep me going.
Through all the times of endless rain,
Your flowers of love keep growing.
My entire soul and very heart,
Are yours for always and forever.
For you gave me yours right from the start;
This is a bond no one can sever.
I will be with you through it all;
Through wild and stormy weather.
I'll pick you up when down you fall.
We can face anything together !
Your hands in mine, we'll face the world,
With glad hearts in celebration.
Your tiny fingers around mine curled,
We shall dance in jubilation !
Past Loves (© Nov.,1977)
Think about a love that's come and gone
And remember the good that comes from the bad.
If you sit and ponder awhile on all the things you shared,
You'll see that there's a lesson to be had.
The Empty Room (© September 28, 1998)
Silence echoes from the room's bare walls
Where little boys played with bouncing balls.
Where toy trucks zoomed across the floor
Little boy laughter is heard no more.
Silence echoes from the room's bare walls
Where once were made a thousand phone calls.
Where loud music boomed through a closed door
Scattered clothing is seen no more.
Silence echoes from the room's bare walls
For now the beginning of a new life calls.
Little boys won't come here any more.
Now young men will walk through this door.
Almost Forty ! (© March,1995)
This morning when I awoke and looked into the mirror,
I was surprised to see a stranger looking back !
It was enough to make me shiver
And send me running back into the sack.
Who was that woman with gray hairs showing
And lines upon her face ?
When had she stopped being young ?
When had she lost the race ?
Truth be told, you can't beat time,
It always catches you.
You may pretend it doesn't,
But there's nothing you can do.
Alone (© Nov.,1977)
All alone, feeling the rain beat against the window.
The wind seems to blow right through me.
The night is filled with a hazy mist.
A voice calls from down the street.
A shadow moves across the wall,
Leaves dancing to the music of the wind.
A peaceful feeling inside of me.
Just Me (© Oct.5,1998)
I love some things; I hate some too,
'cause I'm just me.
When I say I'm right I wonder if it's true.
'cause I'm just me.
Sometimes I laugh when I really should cry,
'cause I'm just me.
I go on living; I'm too afraid to die,
'cause I'm just me.
I do anything for my loved ones and never ask why.
'cause I'm just me.
Sometimes when I'm angry, I scream until I'm blue.
'cause I'm just me.
That's all right in my book, so how about you.
I'm just me.
One Who Loved Me Well (© May 2, 2000)
She would sit a-rocking to and fro,
Twiddling her time-worn thumbs.
The depth of her pain we did not know;
The one who loved me well.
Her quiet ways, they fooled us none.
Her joy was plain to see.
She was always pleased that we had come;
The one who loved me well.
How I loved her dear sweet face,
Her eyes that twinkled kindly,
And the smile that lit up any place;
The one who loved me well.
I loved to kiss her soft pink cheek,
To touch her silver-white hair,
To sense the words she didn't speak;
The one who loved me well.
I wish that I could see her now,
And hold her tiny hand
Or once more smooth her wrinkled brow;
Granny, who loved me well.
It Started Off Fine (© Sept. 4, 2002)
I started this day with good intentions
And a measure of true grit.
I didn't start out with apprehensions.
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.
It all started when I got out of bed
And got my feet caught in the mat.
Somehow the curtains landed on my head.
How on earth did I do that ?
So I got the curtains hung again
And headed to the bathroom,
Where I somehow toppled the garbage bin;
Hence I went to get the vacuum.
A vacuum is a noisy thing
First thing in the morning.
It set my heart a fluttering
When it came on without warning.
I belted out a startled cry
And dropped the vacuum on my toe.
I guess I needn't tell you why
My toe is swelling so.
So in this crowded room I sit,
With nurses at me peering
And either it is very late,
Or it's now tomorrow morning.
I Need A Rest!(© Jan.20, 2004)
Time for me is hard to find;
Never much time to rest.
So many committments to be kept,
And I want to do my best.
But my body says,"Slow down now!
You're doing way too much!
Find time later for unmade beds,
Dusty furniture and such."
Taking time to rest my mind,
Amid life's daily toil.
Put up my feet on this old stool,
And wait for the kettle to boil.
I'll Grow Old With You (© 2003-2004)
We started out
Hearts filled with pride.
The beaming groom,
The blushing bride.
With stars in our eyes
We spoke each vow.
No longer alone,
A couple now.
Our families and friends
All wished us well.
What the future held
We could not tell.
We built a life
Around our love,
Were blessed with children
Sent from above.
You became a father,
I a mother
And through it all
Leaned on each other.
Soon our home
Was filled with noise
And the playful laughter
Of our little boys.
In a few years
The boys became big brothers
When a sister was born
And then another.
The years have passed swiftly.
Our children have grown.
Our boys are men,
Living on their own.
Our girls will soon
Be leaving too,
With many grown-up
Things to do.
Your once dark beard
Is flecked with gray.
My own gray hairs,
I rinse away.
Each year there's less
That we can do,
But I don't mind
Growing older with you.
I know this house
Won't be quiet long.
Before we know it,
Grandkids'll come along.
We'll regale them with
Stories from our youth,
Knowing nothing is funnier
Than the truth.
They'll laugh and ask,
Is that true Grandpa?
Did he really do
What he said Grandma?
And in our quiet
Times alone,
We'll think of how
Our love has grown.
You'll hold my hand.
I'll touch your brow
And know how well
We've kept those vows.
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