Poems
Anne-Shirley Clough a name quite enough dandelion fluff spread by a puff from the cheeks of a girl in the meadow at Vita A fella might-a seen her scamper …
Empty closet, empty heart. Empty morning, day won’t start Lost my plans to carry on Since I learned that you are gone I thought of us as one. But your …
Watching the Grey Cup at home The Earl Grey Cup, a November feud Time for drinks and a festive mood A touchdown pass, the stadium roars A drink of …
Half-time show. Ho ho ho. Time for tea for you and me Tea for two and maybe more A drink of gin before they score Watch the show. …
You hoo …that you in the woods? We can do what we will For the thrill Of meeting like this. I wouldn’t miss This chance to dance …
When Northern Lights drift close to you They’re after your spirit. Bid your adieux! They’ll carry you off to other souls Already there in that big black hole …
I prayed for just one little child Just one – he gave me four. Quadruplets, yes, they drove me wild I wanted one, no more I prayed and …
I believe in Angels Just as much as God Some say that is odd Angels – scientifically proven matter Helping you through all the clutter Angels do …
Little Chloe, six months old Now your journey will unfold I’ll be gone when you grow tall Hang my picture on your wall As a tot you’ll run …
Was it creation or evolution? Who cares when hare and hound ‘cross a stubblefield bound Was it God or was it cosmic force? Which source? Crow …
REFRAIN You Can Fly, You Can Soar You Can Open Any Door You Can Sail The Widest Ocean You Can Set The Wheels In Motion All You Do Is …
The short little leprachauns dancin’ ‘round Were swingin’ shilleleghs stout A’tryin’ to kill the snakes in the land A’cursin’ with many a lusty shout. Then along came St. …
Vivacious and vibrant, my friend Michelle She turned to run like a bat outta hell …from drugs and such. It was all too much, So she came …
The touch of your hand is a soothing caress that stills my restless soul your fingers glide to my thighs from your dress the sensation of …
I often think of you, dear Mom As being gentle like a dove With tender eyes and helping hands That never ceased to offer love Quite often, as …
Sunday morning all alone with just a memory of last night’s starry taste of love acute my misery This empty room just echoes back …
At night when lovers copulate they unrewarded see how fruitless is their lonely search for pleasure’s misery I owe to none my mind’s own thoughts …
I am a young man trapped in an old man’s body loving a young girl that skips away like Mopsy then turns to look at …
Here’s to the friends who love us well and all the rest can go to hell we used to say, raised glass in hand. But …
Afraid and sad I look at life, alone and insecure A yearning in my heart I feel for someone true and pure I play the weary game of …
Here in the monastery God only knows why we came so far …to this lonely place. This is the haunt where we can face …
Twenty years have dulled our touch Made us pull away too much You talked on and shed some tears I held back with hidden fears All our …
For whom do you pine when you’re lonely and blue How do you feel when you don’t know who is still a friend Who do you yearn to …
It used to be that North End jewel Got up quick for Sunday School Winter walk across the Red Never got to stay in bed Learned my verses, sang …
Life is a tragic comedy a joke as old as time humankind exalted hero many flaws to rhyme. “What flaw is that? How exalted? …
Just who, I ask, is Jesus Christ? People say he’s just a fraud …others say the Son of God A teller of tales, creator of whales …desert wanderer …parable …
The lake is a place to be with friends Having a nap Making love to an apparition The lake is a place where you remember tragedies Your own …
Dusk and damp, dimming light. The sweet and musty smell. Of death by night, I fear your unknown hell. I hear soft voices drift away As I approach …
I can’t resist Looking at a pretty ankle Watching it disappearing Around a corner Slender, sculptured, Red shoes Imagining A petticoat frilly Hot like chili Sassy and silly …
Communion. It seems Our knowledge gone dim Of what it means To remember Him Ancient people took the bread Broke a piece off and …
The dance of life, a dance of love A dance come down from the skies above Dance that day when a world unaware Was changed for all time by …
Bad it would seem Shout and scream Go for a walk In a world run amok Big lies get bigger Voting the trigger Senate sage Ranting in rage …
Whenever I look at a mug of beer I remember the jovial night Faulty rational world of fear Lost in the foam so white. The girl in Munich …
I was forbidden things In younger days I couldn’t do this I couldn’t do that I wore a black hat A spiritual hood That kept me good Then …
You asked me If I love you. I said yes. We drove through the countryside in fall Autumn leaves turning Whirling in circles. We crossed the marsh …
I stand paralyzed when she enters my sanctuary seemingly without fear. My heart skips a beat when she enters my sphere. At Eucharist she gives me the …
Write whatever comes to mind You are loving, you are kind You have friends from here and there Stored inside your active mind All your life you cultivated …
Prayer seems reduced to nothing more than endless demands from sight gone dim As if God were a toy, a fairy godmother borne to carry …
I want to pray for my friend Stan but it’s such a struggle. We address our higher powers who in the last hours become one god – …
His name is Jesus. That, for me, is his most comfortable name. He’s called the Son of God. He’s called the Staff and Rod. He’s called Christ Crucified. …
It was soft twilight – almost night when the golden affair began There were others they say in the home of Jay but I saw only Leanne …
All this pain this weekend There is too much pain We sit here together Rendered powerless Women and men alone, Agonizing anguish Asshole lovers gone Hope for …
We go through life with intimates few but there’s something special in sharing a pew with friends. Then something happens just like that …
Some are men some are boys men stand tall amid the noise. Boys seethe in anger act like fools men stay calm …
I’m in a mood – need solitude I walk to the desert in sandals leaving the city behind in a bridge of candles. I see …
Tony, my old border collie herding his field art Eating rats his only folly fast and very smart Every day he’d show us how out …
15 Types of Poetic Forms Blank verse. Blank verse is poetry written with a precise meter—almost always iambic pentameter—that does not rhyme. Learn more about blank verse here. Rhymed poetry. …
God sitting up in the Bishop’s chair Eyes glued tight to his i-Pad there Spelling out to us on Earth Who we are, it brings him mirth You go …
Lonely horn beneath the light Melody borne in heat of night Bottle drained of liquid dreams Dimming light sex-crazed dreams Dancers close arms entwined …
The faces of hell yell out at night with muffled screams dreams become nightmares skull hangs loose in a noose in a tree by the fence. …
Sunday morning, soul sad an’ blue Singin’ a song an’ cryin’ some too. Sunday is foggy, a misty haze Sound of a bell from my growin’-up days. Church …
I learned a poetry lesson from a 14-year-old girl while she was in high school. Today she’s not in my life anymore, but I see on Facebook that she is …