Basil’s Story

I’m old and I’m senile
and my hearing has gone
I’ve seen fifteen years
and this is my song

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The riders we once were

Its two in the morning
on the dark side of the moon.
Lunar landscape zooms past so fast.

haiku: the dress

old dress for a rich

made of silk and white laces

new for a pauper

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Forefathers

lessons our rolling time gathers
on its untouched wheels of age
a walk back on steps of forefathers
moments etched in every page

Poet’s Corner – A Ray of Sunshine

For all you poets, there’s a special place,

with arms open wide, ready to embrace

poets young and old

all into the fold.

Community is the most special place.

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I love posting my poems here, and reading all the other submissions.

For that reason I have nominated Poet’s Corner for the Sunshine Award over at my blog:

Sunshine Award

A New Day

Another dew fresh moment

Swathed in a waft of soap

Yearning taste buds

Promises to keep

A new day on the edge

A glance at rewards of past

Coffee vapor by the tray

Time to wear a smile

Birthday Musings

There’s nothing like a birthday to remind yourself
how old you really are….

As a ONE year old,
You stare wide-eyed in wonder- slightly bemused, a little irritable,

with a thumb in your mouth, somewhere in a corner,

Wondering what the commotion’s all about…..

as your parents go out of their way

to make your birthday memorable,

One that you can now barely remember!