Sweet Nothing lived for ‘morrow Plenty lived today And when she saw him walking Dressed in scarlet – she in gray She’d whisper to the children And fly above the sky And flap her wings and shudder And stay up past bed-time She’d deplore the clouds with rain So thunder felt distraught And offer words … Continue reading Sweet Nothing
I travelled so as I could see Destiny proclaimed What I looked like from Calvary Chiding all the while How dare I leave my family home How could I support Loved ones in absentia I shan’t; I would retort Best be lost – away – I say And make up what is gone Silver in … Continue reading A mask gold rimmed and taut
She tells a joke – I laugh aloud She shouts obscenely – I agree She wanders over to The other side – I laugh, aloud, At me Caught in life’s maze – A puzzle solved Caught in the rip Within the sea I raise my hand For help to come Life yet lived – My … Continue reading She
Oliver strolled to the highest mountain To seek out a magical sight. It was a mountain greener than the greenest of pastures, It spoke of goodness and light. From the mountain-top Oliver saw the cliffs, Far to the west they stood. On top a four-leafed clover found By the wee man wearing a hood. A … Continue reading Poem – Oliver
A touch that brings compassion A twinkle in the eye The arm, e'er so tender The touch that's felt is mine. Stairs, to door, lead to course Friendly strangers wave Have I been living, anonymously? Companionship is saved. A crack when club meets ball Its seamless, silent, fate Hands on wheel, foot to floor Then … Continue reading Poem – The hand I held
Herbert knew about the cocktail party long before Mary. “How did you find out about it so soon?” Mary said. “I don’t know, I just did, I guess,” replied Herbert. “Hmmm,” was all Mary could manage, as she walked away from the kitchen table, tossing her hair over her right shoulder, in anything but a … Continue reading Mary…
Once upon a time there was a man with a very big beard. He was a very jolly man. One day in his older years he thought it an idea to wear only red and white at Christmas time. And with it came a very big black belt. As time had passed, his beard had … Continue reading the true story of Santa…
Ask not what others can do for you But what you can do for others Be afraid of calm nonchalance Be it from sisters or from brothers Liberate from behind the veil Abide by me, your soulful friendship Ever welcome, desirous, cherished In times material, narcissistic Never one to fold the page of … Continue reading stand and deliver
Protect the Spartan child on the mount Bring him down the mount and back to health Defend the warrior, enveloped in battle Covertly, surreptitiously, by stealth Be Provedore to the unprotected Without they do not go nor suffer yet Support the weak, coerced, from shame, deflected Allow those outside, known, within to come … Continue reading the Spartan child
