A crack like thunder rang through my ear
As the world’s palette in front of me was smeared.
Pain ripped through my side like fire,
And my life lost its grip on the tight-rope wire. Continue reading “Free Verse – Kindness – SD”
How ironic that my poem for diligence is submitted a full day late.
Fifty-plus years on the cement floor
Or those hollow wood planks where the ships come home,
Rivets and chains convey the slow roll:
Light the fire, turn the gear, churn’em out, let’em go. Continue reading “Free Verse – Diligence – SD”
Ten’s the magic number to quell the rumbling thunder.
Nine will give ti time to settle and subside.
Eight more to wait for the heat to dissipate. Continue reading “Free Verse – Patience – SD”
I once knew a man who walked every day
To and from his office at the top of a skyscraper.
He had a black car which cost more than most,
But he left it at home in a locked garage. Continue reading “Free Verse – Humility – SD”
Maybe I should just be a hermit
An aescetic in the wild, the nomadic child
Of wisdom and love, truth and light —
Years beyond your narrow conventions of time. Continue reading “Free Verse – Pride – SD”
This world is caving in, I don’t think I’ll last
Cretins surround me, trying to throw me off the path
And you’re no help, I don’t know what to think
When you tease and you pry, seducing me to sink Continue reading “Free Verse – Envy – SD”
Can’t you see our way of life is dying?
Are you blinded to the strip malls crumbling,
Soon to be replaced by — nothing? Continue reading “Free Verse – Gluttony – SD”
I found a motel on the side of the road;
A plain room with a bed to lighten the load.
Cinder-block walls with paint thickly coated
To cover up the stains of society’s motives. Continue reading “Free verse – Lust – SD”
“Wandering in the Trees”
Where consciousness becomes underneath shining light,
Carried away by a soft caress of the breeze,
Dreams and nightmares like linen cloth are woven tight. Continue reading “Villanelle – Thought – SD”
“Fun in the Sun”
Dawn’s yellow light floods into the room.
Early morning sparrows are greeting the day.
Glistening grass still covered in dew,
Jumping out of bed to go out and play. Continue reading “Spenserian Sonnet – Nostalgia – SD”
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