I sometimes think that I am lost
In folds of time and space
And wond’ring whether I have crossed
Again some friendly face
I find myself gazing toward
The spaces I’ve forgot
The places where my soul has soared
Before this time, this lot
If I remembered them I could
Learn all their lessons wise
Those mem’ries floating like driftwood
Beneath uncharted skies
It has been 953 days since my last poem posted here.
Alas! Life has flown by in the meantime. I post here only as public affirmation that I am going to make a concerted effort to actually publish a poem daily.
No promises.
Thank you very much to all readers and commenters. If one of my poems has brought one person joy, then this is all worth it.
Questions unending
Lost in frantic thoughts
Hoping for a breath
Of peace
Warmest orange light
Touching flowers on the ground
Blessing them with life
On one hoppin’ good night
I sat out with my dear
We drank to sunset red
And kissed into the morn
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 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
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
Days of heat and sweat and tears
Drenched in atmosphere
Summer solstice ever nears
I see air rising here
I forgot to write a poem!
Whatever shall I do?
Give up and now forgo ’em?
Stop writing? Reading, too?
I’m feeling so embarrassed
But now the hour is late
So I will merely write this
And ‘morrow sleep by eight
