Concrete Gray

“Hey, how you doing,
It has been a while
I’ve been thinking about you
Just wanted to check in
Tell me what’s up,
Is there anything new?”

Holed up, I’ve been,
Solitarily,
This loneliness bites my ass

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The Poets Corner

There once was a poet that sat in a corner
Of a room inspired by peace
A simple wood desk,
A window of lace
Nature’s tones were the colors,
That calmed his small space

Sometimes, an Acrostic Poem

Sometimes I just lay, and take in the day
Oblivious to all that’s around
Mindlessly enjoying time as it flies

Winter of My Life

In case the day should ever come
When I’m no longer me
When I, the mother that you once knew
Becomes the child so desperate in your need

As each day that I meet
Now becomes a burden
What once simple, now complex
When I’ve forgotten names, time and dates
Yet also forgotten all my regrets

The Other War, A Sedoka poem

The world is empty
It’s Empty of love right now
The hatred seems to abound

My Beautiful One, 4 word Poetry challenge

Poetry prompt challenge.

In awe I’m halted as you glisten,
Your glow, your beauty, abounds
Dear sweet one, you have never known
What once lost, in you I’ve found

There is no scale precise enough
To measure all my love
There is no day long enough,
To give thanks to God above

In Good Time

If there was one thing
That I’d wish for,
Upon the stars that whisk
‘Cross this moonless black night

It would be a soft blanket,
From stillness, woven,
To wrap ‘round the thoughts
That race,
Through my mind

Loves Petals

Opened up my memory box
Half empty filled with air
I know that I could fill it up,
If you were only here

I rummaged through all my dreams,
They all lead back to you
Screaming madness of a lonely day,
What am I gonna do?

A Moment of Silence

I breathe in this second
To exhale to the past
This moment I live,
Not my first, not my last

I open my eyes
To see how far I’ve gone
Close them to dream
Of what’s left to come

Wishes and Dreams, Once More

I held a heart that wasn’t mine,
It sang songs, but not for me
Just how crazy had I been
All along hearing,
So incorrectly

I loved you until, my heart bled dry
Till the music,
No longer played
Till the only sound within my head
Was the echoing madness,
Of an empty day

Dear Birth Mom

I am sure that I once saw you,
When I came in to this life
I believe I must have looked at you,
When I first opened up my eyes

Your face, I don’t remember
God somehow made it so
That those visions are not memories,
Possible to stow

A Love Story

Once upon a time…

The Snow fell in love
With the mid-winter Sun
Not knowing just what
It was getting into,
Not aware just yet, of the damage to come

Dark Love, Trinet

Muddy waters
Untamed skies
Did you see the seasons change
Just when did the sunshine leave
T’was Yesterday
Again tomorrow
Certainly today

Haiku

Winters air is burnt
Dormant gray for golden rays –
Eyes no longer sleep

From 16 Year Old Me

Cleaning out boxes in the garage can be a good thing. Good when you come across a poem that you clearly remember once writing, ever so long ago. The irony of it is that I think I could write these words again today about 35 years later

Alone, feeling cold
Needing to be warm again

Fog Eyes, an elegiac poem

Earth it spins, round and round, keeping me, away you, from this world, you fly
Angels wings, unseen wind, lifted you, beyond me, earth behind, goodbye

Empathy, an Acrostic

Extend your soul from its deepest self
Meeting sorrow while not fearing pain
Place your feet in their shoes of sadness,
Accepting tears as moments of emotional rain

A Midsummer Night Valentine

Poetry challenge: Valentines Day poem.

 
 

Why today and not tomorrow,
Or perhaps even yesterday
To show your thanks with gestures,
For the love you feel each day?

Surprise me on a midsummer night,
Or a Tuesday, late afternoon
Not with chocolates or with roses,
But with your heart when in full bloom

The Waiter

There we were at the table for four,
My wife and two kids
Who could ask for more?

Except life wasn’t all,
That you would think
The waiter came round,
Saw I needed a drink

My Thanks to an Angel

God has chosen another flower of Beauty,
One to bring back home
Dear Angel so new, that our paths never crossed,
May I please thank-you now
For your wonderful Son?

He accepted his role as a Man today,
With strength beyond years of eighteen
You taught him so much in a very short time,
The essentials of life and what it should mean

Passive

I’ve grown old now,
I have closed the hatch,
My door is no longer walked through
I hope that I, have served you well,
Before these days of my solitude

From a weak eye I see, out of my shell,
At times memories, overwhelm
Parched grass becomes green,
Dead trees blossom fruit
With the colors of past, I remember so well

Poets Guilt

Guilty,
Of letting
My thoughts
Occupy my heart
Without giving them
The attention
That they
Craved

Sometimes

Sometimes it takes a sleepless night
To awaken from a dream
To realize that the cloud you walk,
Is not as real as it had seemed

Sometimes it takes a moment,
To cancel out a life
Realize that the faith you had,
Is now lost with just one lie

Aurora Must Wait, The Ice Hotel

Poetry challenge: Ice hotel poem.
 
 

The place quite chilling, like sanitized cold,
At the end of the world it is found
T’was there we would meet for our rendezvous,
With Dogs pulling sleigh, for the travel I’m bound

Lesson From A Tree

Still holding on, strong, erect,
In a spectacular color of dress
Vowing to bring beauty to days,
In the face of natures death

Ol’ Danny Boy, a Limerick

Ol’ Danny was sitting upon a fence

His heart breaking from feelings so immense

Pilot of Life

“Have more answers than questions“,
T’was a tip today, a good one that I received
“We have wings and do fly,
If your mind is open,
All you must do is believe”

Lay, Stay, Pray, a Triquint Poem

Poetry challenge: Triquint Poem.

A bed of  your roses with champagne,
We toss and ignite our game
Here, by me, remain
In loves flame
Lay