Wednesday, August 30, 2017

Respect/ Poets United


you listen         to what i say                             you give an intelligent response                            

you listen         when i read what i have written            you hear me

sometimes you struggle to understand               you are patient             i am the same

you see what i do         you see me                               and i see you

we smile at each other     this thing called respect         is something exchanged

you open your heart                 and i open mine           respect is like a river

which flows in both directions             north and south            with respect comes love

August 30, 2017         



Tuesday, August 29, 2017

HARVEY WE HARDLY KNEW THEE/ dVerse We were instructed to write a poem about footware.


my new school shoes                are red             and my boots too

and yet some say they are barefoot       no time            to grab their shoes

the water rose so quickly          all they could get          was the baby’s formula

and a bottle                  they had to swim to the rescue              school will be closed

all week                       at the shelter                 dry clothes are needed

most arrive wet             and need blankets        later we can talk about red shoes

August 29, 2017


Rolling against the walls in massive waves
We were told his name was Harvey
We did not know him
We were warned
But who could know
He did not want to be one of those
Quickly forgotten
He wanted to be remembered

His destruction would be known far and wide
His name would strike fear into the hearts of men
Fear could be seen in their eyes
Pain-of-loss on their tongues
They said the words over and over
Muttered to themselves
The world changed forever
The time short like stubble in the fields
The water rose to record levels
And then rose some more

Rain bands reached out from the eye
The horrible eye
The lull
The calm
Painted finger nails
A silver shine
There would be no time
To paint your nails
Fingers grasped, clawed
And still the water rose
Came into the house under the door
Soaked the carpet
Floated the dog

Harvey will die in parts unknown
Never required to know himself
When it is over we will say
Harvey, we hardly knew thee
And rue the day he might return

August 29, 2017

Note:  I had to add my poem about “Harvey.”  The storm we all dreaded, yet knew, one day he would come.  I think… Harvey, we hardly knew thee, and look at the mess you made.  My heart goes out to all those in my hometown.  Some were lucky and remained high and dry, but others, were soaked to the bone, lost everything. 


Find the Bliss on Gray Days dVerse/ Bliss / 44 word poem

Find the Bliss on Grey Days

find the bliss               hiding on dark             and cloudy days

my favorites days        charcoal gray            and dove gray
gray at the horizon     when rain in on the way         sunny days will follow           

it never stays gray too long    each day begins          and ends with gray

August 29, 2017         


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