Poetry

Awake in a room of unvisible pain Imprisoned by walls of memory plaster Again to look at the doodads and things From old loves who'd willingly cast her At the water in her house of sand Dalí docks betray difficult weather Silhouette birds glide in moonlit sky Over her islands that go on forever Mostly left for her now's just a memory The...

An ocean's depth behind her eyes, yet soft, Devouring still, into the soul they pour. Each tender gaze doth raise my pulse aloft: Such beating as the ancient drums of war. Of mind divergent, wonders do abound, Life's codes and patterns as strange as nature knits, And on no spectrum is a label found, As she beyond all category sits. Does she see art...

Are her eyes so ocean-deep? Do they sear into my soul, Each time I dare to fix my gaze? Should I feel such soft, sweet lips, On mine, and should I hear the words I Long for but she never says? Am I but the blinded sheep, Acheing on one fleeting touch, Denying truth I can't conceive? Ever but the silly fool: Silence meets my every try In which my...

Rainin again Sall a' compare ye tae this dreich auld day will ye lauch oot lood the noo or jist complain? As ye weel ken I'm pawkie an it's anely my wey Are you doon in the mou an drookelt wi rain 'cause yer theik's a' rousky an daggy wi the haar but ken a' canna complain cause a'm in the car an there's blae in the heivins an yer nae gaein fa

My thorns have severed flesh and left it bleeding and yet my beauty always lures new hands, my colors are expansive and exceeding- embellishing the grass and verdant lands. Midst human pains and pleasures I’ve provided the message of the pure and caring soul, while speaking for the hearts that have decided to find that special being who makes...

‘Tis evening now – the sun - so red, so low, And through the shadows, on the path, I see – Some rotting leaves, still wet, beneath the tree, They so reflect my view of life, I know. A cutting breeze, so piercing, blows so hard, I feel life’s chills and pains are here indeed; So bleak - ‘tis winter still, I must concede, For all whose...

Oh Storm Dudley – mayhem now behold! What did you do in Scotland? Now I ask; You left a trail of harm and woes untold, Then hauled your sister Eunice to close your task! Oh Storm Eunice – Dudley’s twin you are, What destruction you have caused – no joke; You triggered gales - the worst for years by far, You brought foreboding, and fear to...

‘Tis after noon – the sun - so red, so low, Through the shadows, on the path, I see – Rotting leaves, so wet, beneath the tree, They now reflect the time of life, I know. A cutting breeze, so piercing, blows so hard, I feel the autumn of life has passed indeed; ‘Tis Britain’s winter now, I must concede, Exhausting for all who've had a life...

Along the village street I tread with fear, My head now pounds and reels with grim disgust; So faint I feel with deadly heat severe - I choke as gusts of wind now stir the dust. I see the sun so red through haze so thick, I pass the dried-up pond with ducks no more; Just mud and sludge that stink - I feel so sick – A village despoiled and...

i keep him where he can do the most good, by mostly, keeping his head held up right; though the winds of life sweep him like fine dust, through the swirling passions of his own mind. his life is most like the dandelion; should the ways of its usefulness be counted- that I may decide to keep him alive, or think it a wast of my precious...

I’ve wandered far in life so dark - so chill, My legs are weak – my mind so numb, so cold; The sleet and snow have stopped; the air’s now still - The bitter frost of life has taken hold. My brain confused, perplexed, and crazed I know, I feel depressed, so tired - so blurred my eyes; Now where’s my path, and who’s to guide me now? The...

Children so Blessed! People so young, so smart, so fine, So happy, and proud! – Here’s something for you; Let’s make your day now brightly shine! A sonnet for thought - no more ado….. *********************** Wake Up! Wake Up! (A Sonnet) Oh youths so blessed - do you your lives review? Upon the couch you sit - relaxed, demure;...