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POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction My poems are all over the map, mostly free verse. Influenced by everything I see, hear, and read. Don't know what I'm doing, but love doing it! Joined a couple of poetry groups & try to attend workshops to become a better writer. All just for fun!
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Sep 2021 3:33pm
22nd Sep 2021 3:33pm
Acquaintances
I had wanted us to be friends,
But we were merely acquaintances,
These birds that no longer called or come by.
Some thirty years ago when we first bought
The homeplace on a small farm
I would talk to Bobwhite quail with whistles mimicking his name,
Enticing a visit or to keep the conversation going.
But he was only willing to come as far as the wood line,
Where he remained a shadowy figure,
Preferring to talk from his side of an invisible fence
With me across the yard on the other.
Some say that loss of habitat due to farmland ...
But we were merely acquaintances,
These birds that no longer called or come by.
Some thirty years ago when we first bought
The homeplace on a small farm
I would talk to Bobwhite quail with whistles mimicking his name,
Enticing a visit or to keep the conversation going.
But he was only willing to come as far as the wood line,
Where he remained a shadowy figure,
Preferring to talk from his side of an invisible fence
With me across the yard on the other.
Some say that loss of habitat due to farmland ...
#birds
#memories
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Sep 2021 8:07pm
15th Sep 2021 8:07pm
Without Understanding
I don't understand a lot of stuff I love.
Accumulated over time
Between the worrying
And the working,
In the midst of a difficult year.
Life is tough, it doesn't
Pull any punches.
If you'd asked me two years ago
I would have had nicer
Things to say,
But the truth isn't always pretty.
Like the nicks and cuts that come
From a dry shave.
The blood scabs on your face.
They say that time heals all wounds.
But no matter whether
Painting a picture
Of sitting in a staircase
Or drawing a line,
It is...
Accumulated over time
Between the worrying
And the working,
In the midst of a difficult year.
Life is tough, it doesn't
Pull any punches.
If you'd asked me two years ago
I would have had nicer
Things to say,
But the truth isn't always pretty.
Like the nicks and cuts that come
From a dry shave.
The blood scabs on your face.
They say that time heals all wounds.
But no matter whether
Painting a picture
Of sitting in a staircase
Or drawing a line,
It is...
#LifeStruggles
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Sep 2021 3:33pm
15th Sep 2021 3:33pm
Gasp
Live as the trees.
Don't be afraid
To be a tender shoot.
Drink the rain,
Take the time to grow.
Become the young sapling.
Look to the heavens,
Reach for the stars,
Follow the sun.
Enjoy each season
For what they are
And what they bring.
Put down strong roots.
Grow straight and tall.
Stretch out your arms,
Feel the breeze.
Be flexible enough
To brave the storms,
Bending without breaking.
Endure the changes that come.
Share your shade...
Don't be afraid
To be a tender shoot.
Drink the rain,
Take the time to grow.
Become the young sapling.
Look to the heavens,
Reach for the stars,
Follow the sun.
Enjoy each season
For what they are
And what they bring.
Put down strong roots.
Grow straight and tall.
Stretch out your arms,
Feel the breeze.
Be flexible enough
To brave the storms,
Bending without breaking.
Endure the changes that come.
Share your shade...
#trees
#LifeGoals
#LifeCycle
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EROTIC POEM
Published
6th Sep 2021 10:48am
6th Sep 2021 10:48am
Spasm
I was sitting in my study
Engrossed in reading
The poetry of a friend
When she entered
And asked,
"How's it going?"
"Good" I said, "Actually,
Very good. This book is
Everything his first book
Should have been,
But wasn't."
"Are you at a stopping point?"
She said with a smile.
"Sure" I said as I placed the
Bookmark between the pages
Of the opening and closed
The book on the desk, "What's up?"
Still smiling she said, "I thought
We might go to the bedroom
For a little naked time."
I said, "You...
Engrossed in reading
The poetry of a friend
When she entered
And asked,
"How's it going?"
"Good" I said, "Actually,
Very good. This book is
Everything his first book
Should have been,
But wasn't."
"Are you at a stopping point?"
She said with a smile.
"Sure" I said as I placed the
Bookmark between the pages
Of the opening and closed
The book on the desk, "What's up?"
Still smiling she said, "I thought
We might go to the bedroom
For a little naked time."
I said, "You...
#love
#lover
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Aug 2021 6:48pm
31st Aug 2021 6:48pm
Chez Antoine
I don't know why I have such a fancy for this little cafe.
Maybe it's the quaint side street location
Or how the outside tables have a view of one leg of the Eiffel Tower.
Undoubtedly there are better, more exclusive - meaning more expensive, cafes around.
But this one hides in the shade of maple, oak, and lime trees which line the walk.
They sift the Parisian sunlight like a colander casting crocheted shadows across the patio
and three quarters the way up the wall.
To an American it doesn't matter which cafe you choose, there's something exotic...
Maybe it's the quaint side street location
Or how the outside tables have a view of one leg of the Eiffel Tower.
Undoubtedly there are better, more exclusive - meaning more expensive, cafes around.
But this one hides in the shade of maple, oak, and lime trees which line the walk.
They sift the Parisian sunlight like a colander casting crocheted shadows across the patio
and three quarters the way up the wall.
To an American it doesn't matter which cafe you choose, there's something exotic...
#WritingPoetry
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Aug 2021 2:51pm
27th Aug 2021 2:51pm
The Voice
The city has lost its voice and we have lost a noble soul. We looked at your life and we saw a beautiful heart beating in front of us because you took the time to condense the experience of being alive into words. And with your words you gave us the stars, with your life you showed us how the spread their light. You said that empathy is the key to changing the world and you set about doing just that. There was no "me" or "I", instead your life was all about the "we". It was all about sharing and encouraging others to be the best version of themselves they could be. And I know you were just a...
#friendship
#WritingPoetry
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Aug 2021 4:42pm
25th Aug 2021 4:42pm
Anatomy of the Night
We are star dust
Living under the light
Of a thousand stars.
They are our inheritance.
The universe flows
Through our veins.
We both emit light
And reflect light.
We are both wished upon
And we are
Someone's dream.
Our dimples twinkle
When we smile.
We are radiant
Until time stands still,
And the seas walk backward,
And other stars
Are collapsing,
But we grow
Into a supernova,
Something more beautiful
Than we were before.
So, in that dusky moment
When you...
Living under the light
Of a thousand stars.
They are our inheritance.
The universe flows
Through our veins.
We both emit light
And reflect light.
We are both wished upon
And we are
Someone's dream.
Our dimples twinkle
When we smile.
We are radiant
Until time stands still,
And the seas walk backward,
And other stars
Are collapsing,
But we grow
Into a supernova,
Something more beautiful
Than we were before.
So, in that dusky moment
When you...
#beauty
#universe
#stars #night
#stars #night
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Aug 2021 5:29pm
23rd Aug 2021 5:29pm
On Jackson Island
We had left Wetumpka crossing over the arched bridge that spans the Coosa having seen the Big Fish house mounted on the hillside with white picked fence.
On Jackson Island never had friendlier goats I'd seen anywhere
And how they loved to climb the fake trees,
Where I looked down the single street of Spectre's fictional town.
The pretty fake houses, the lovely fake church at the end.
What a shame the fake brick buildings have all burned
And I had no shoes to throw over the line between the post.
I visited neither too soon nor too late and drove it's...
On Jackson Island never had friendlier goats I'd seen anywhere
And how they loved to climb the fake trees,
Where I looked down the single street of Spectre's fictional town.
The pretty fake houses, the lovely fake church at the end.
What a shame the fake brick buildings have all burned
And I had no shoes to throw over the line between the post.
I visited neither too soon nor too late and drove it's...
#dreams
#travel
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Aug 2021 12:56pm
23rd Aug 2021 12:56pm
The Bread of Life
How did I end up in this poem?
I am supposed to be the unseen laborer
Pushing the pen or tapping the keys.
My thoughts massaging my brain,
My brain kneading creativity
Over and over like dough,
Then cover and leave it alone for a time
Until inspiration, as yeast, makes it rise.
Finally, I carefully bake it by editing
Until It is completely done.
My part is played, my role is finished
Unseen behind the kitchen door.
Now please enjoy a slice.
. . . the word and the bread,
Oh how they sustain us.
I am supposed to be the unseen laborer
Pushing the pen or tapping the keys.
My thoughts massaging my brain,
My brain kneading creativity
Over and over like dough,
Then cover and leave it alone for a time
Until inspiration, as yeast, makes it rise.
Finally, I carefully bake it by editing
Until It is completely done.
My part is played, my role is finished
Unseen behind the kitchen door.
Now please enjoy a slice.
. . . the word and the bread,
Oh how they sustain us.
#WritingPoetry
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Aug 2021 1:26pm
16th Aug 2021 1:26pm
Side Eye Look
On a cold winter morning
There's a soliloquy of surprise
When the sun shines again
It gives a side eye look
To a changed world
Covered in snow.
Like an icecream caravan
Trees stand in the forest
Doing wonderful things
Without consciousness.
The loblolly and hemlocks
Now like pencil mustaches
And boar bristle brushes.
The sun shines in splendor
In the tall grass.
Sparkling prisms of tiny
Crystals capturing the light
Of a frozen world.
Winter can be harsh,
But it can be a good time ...
There's a soliloquy of surprise
When the sun shines again
It gives a side eye look
To a changed world
Covered in snow.
Like an icecream caravan
Trees stand in the forest
Doing wonderful things
Without consciousness.
The loblolly and hemlocks
Now like pencil mustaches
And boar bristle brushes.
The sun shines in splendor
In the tall grass.
Sparkling prisms of tiny
Crystals capturing the light
Of a frozen world.
Winter can be harsh,
But it can be a good time ...
#nature
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Aug 2021 8:05pm
11th Aug 2021 8:05pm
Fellow Heirs
Children of God, fellow heirs, dare I say, "Poets"
For the common good,
Who unlike lawyers that use
'weasel words'
As do illegitimate children
Claiming to be rightful heirs to
The throne.
Poets manipulate language
The way potters change the shape
And form of clay.
Thus, changing its name from "clay"
To the new thing he has made it into,
The thing which he himself has created.
Poets do the same twisting meanings
And turning phrases, using a hint of
Double...
For the common good,
Who unlike lawyers that use
'weasel words'
As do illegitimate children
Claiming to be rightful heirs to
The throne.
Poets manipulate language
The way potters change the shape
And form of clay.
Thus, changing its name from "clay"
To the new thing he has made it into,
The thing which he himself has created.
Poets do the same twisting meanings
And turning phrases, using a hint of
Double...
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Aug 2021 1:19pm
7th Aug 2021 1:19pm
One Wish
It was early August
The night sky had dressed herself
In deep dark sapphire
And wore the moon
Like a pearl lavalier.
The stars were sparkles
In her eyes.
We were lying on our backs
In an old pickup truck
Hoping to make a wish
On a falling star,
Part of the Perseid meteor shower.
Just a small piece or particle
Of rock or dust
Burning in fiery flames
As it enters Earth's atmosphere.
It seems more magical
When you...
The night sky had dressed herself
In deep dark sapphire
And wore the moon
Like a pearl lavalier.
The stars were sparkles
In her eyes.
We were lying on our backs
In an old pickup truck
Hoping to make a wish
On a falling star,
Part of the Perseid meteor shower.
Just a small piece or particle
Of rock or dust
Burning in fiery flames
As it enters Earth's atmosphere.
It seems more magical
When you...
#love
#stars
#LifeChangingMoment
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