Tag: poems
group name: chicagowriters
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June 11, 2008 07:15 AM EDT --
Growing Older
My age?
Seventy-five.
"Over the hill" some ways,
Slow body, active mind to delve
Mysteries of aging, life's challenges.
I think, . . .
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July 29, 2008 11:52 AM EDT --
This form,
Rictameter.
Is it crazy to write
Such poems, to count out two, four, six,
Eight, ten syllables, back again, no rhyme?
But try it! Experiment, say
Many things, few words; great . . .
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June 28, 2008 10:12 AM EDT --
Ordinarily it wouldn't have happened,
But the booze went to my head.
I lost my inhibitions
And I wound up in your bed.
You looked into my eyes
And lit my body's fire
Pressed your lips . . .
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July 05, 2008 03:59 AM EDT --
In the park
a chubby pink child
rests on a bench
in her mother's arms,
eating long strands of blond hair
in affectionate clumps,
and staring at embracing lovers
who smile back.
In . . .
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June 30, 2008 03:28 AM EDT --
At the end of my life, I live,
And dream my way back
Through a thousand acres of time
To when I sat small and unalone,
Listening to the whispers
Of unloved maple leaves.
At the end of my life, . . .
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September 17, 2008 08:49 PM EDT --
Left alone,
locked in the past.
Forgotten friendships
buried,
Never meant to last.
Left alone
Time standing still
Unforeseen,
this bitter pill.
Left alone,
The sky is gray
It wasn't meant . . .
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July 06, 2008 04:56 PM EDT --
We strive for the secret,
Yet never quite reach it.
And the old are still the young
With grayer hair and paper skin,
While the child plays house
In Mama's clothes,
Innocent, yet knowing. . . .
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July 13, 2008 03:12 PM EDT --
I used to keep my heart
In a woven wicker basket
On a cluttered closet shelf.
It was safe there.
You came along one day
bringing candied sunshine on a stick,
I put it away in a black box
Beneath . . .
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July 27, 2008 05:33 PM EDT --
A lop-sided moon
Shows its pock-marked face,
Smirking in a sky bereft of cloud.
While winter trees stretch,
Twisting their limbs toward the sky,
Lifting their last blood dried leaves in silence, . . .
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August 18, 2008 10:30 PM EDT --
There is beauty in my dark world Though at times it may seem bleak Flecks of joy taint tears of sorrow That linger on my cheek. Though the gold eludes the rainbow and that makes me want to cry, the colors . . .
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July 25, 2009 11:31 PM EDT --
somehow I guess it was worth the pain
my broken umbrella in the pouring rain
And the knowledge that you could never love me enough
To get past my sniffles and other stuff
I guess it was worth . . .
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May 02, 2007 03:46 AM EDT --
I waited for you with bated breath
In hopes that once again,
We could share that oneness
we knew when we were friends.
But has time and distance erased
The closeness we once knew?
Because . . .
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June 26, 2008 08:25 PM EDT --
It is a hot Sunday morning.
My restless eyes move around the chapel
And focus on the old man
Who sits across the aisle
In a homemade wheelchair.
I wonder what he thinks and feels
As he blinks . . .
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June 30, 2008 02:51 AM EDT --
Alone in the darkness, I stand at my window and gaze down on my deserted block, barely lit by a single street lamp. Suddenly, I see him, The old man sitting lonely On the September cold, concrete steps . . .
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July 05, 2008 03:12 AM EDT --
Lying on my back, gazing at the sky I think of you and I can fly Soaring high over oceans so blue, This makes no sense, but it is oh so true.
In loving you there is no in between. When we're together . . .
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September 11, 2008 01:03 AM EDT --
You are the ray of light in my dusty sky. Some days your're the only reason I don't cry. At other times you'd best believe, You're the reason I remember to breathe. Spending time with you gives me hope. . . .
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October 07, 2008 01:41 AM EDT --
On a quiet and sticky summer night
When sleep is elusive,
An unexpected breeze
Wafts across my sweat dampened body,
Prodding me from my bed
And I think of you.
As I wander . . .
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July 13, 2008 03:32 PM EDT --
I think about you throughout the day
At night I lie awake and pray
That at some point you'll think of me
And know how special "we" could be.
But I can never reveal how much
I lust . . .
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June 05, 2009 02:53 AM EDT --
I am reposting this because it is really close to the anniversary of my mother's death and this year I am really feeling it. I miss her a lot and thought maybe this would help a bit
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July 06, 2008 02:49 PM EDT --
Haven't slept in several nights.
Just been sitting here in my blue bedroom,
Slurping cups of cold coffee,
Chain-smoking stale cigarettes.
And thinking about Sonya.
She came to me again that . . .
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