Questions unending
Lost in frantic thoughts
Hoping for a breath
Of peace
Category: Short Poems
531 – sunset
Warmest orange light
Touching flowers on the ground
Blessing them with life
A hoppin’ good night
On one hoppin’ good night
I sat out with my dear
We drank to sunset red
And kissed into the morn
Memorial
And when remembering heroes
Remember too their peace
Their carefully chosen words
With never brag nor boast
And hold them in your hearts
(That much remains the same)
Violence do not glorify
They never did.
Iambic pentameter
‘Iambic pentameter is a bore’
Say those without a single shred of wit
Though I’ll admit, perhaps it’s a bit more
Effort than what appears the worth of it
Another’s charms
I have more love than I could ever use
From she who holds me tightly in her arms
Ask me again and e’er it’s her I’ll choose
I’ll care not for another’s grace and charms
Sunsweat
Days of heat and sweat and tears
Drenched in atmosphere
Summer solstice ever nears
I see air rising here
