Home » Poems » Best » Rudolph Rinaldi » Best Rudolph Rinaldi Poems

Best Poems Written by Rudolph Rinaldi

Below are the all-time best Rudolph Rinaldi poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

Details | Rudolph Rinaldi Poem

Fall

Fall and
red yellowing 
leaves in the trees

an old man sitting 
on a bench
watches them 
fall
and thinks of his youth

a youth 
sitting on a bench
looking into his iPhone
simulates the falling 
red yellowing leaves
and googles 
the future 
of trees

Details | Rudolph Rinaldi Poem

One World One Psalm

our hearts are one
our breaths are one
our thoughts are many

Details | Rudolph Rinaldi Poem

Two Shoes

two shoes
under the chair
waiting 
for somewhere to go
and someone to go with

looking lonely
but only
just waiting 
for the weather 
to clear

Details | Rudolph Rinaldi Poem

Two Sneakers Frayed Jeans Sweatshirt With Hood

two sneakers frayed  jeans sweatshirt with hood
thrown overnight on the floor
waiting lazily just  for 
another chance at glory
and story 
time fame

Details | Rudolph Rinaldi Poem

I Have Holes In My Soles

my shirts and shoes
are wearing out -
and they tell me 
I am too

I patch and glue 
to make them whole -
but fail 
to make them new

I have holes in my soles
and frayed treads on my edges -
but manage 
for the most part to get through

until one day 
they say
it will all fall apart
hopefully all at once
I pray

Details | Rudolph Rinaldi Poem

Finders Keepers

old age is wonderful
I get to fumble around my apartment and find things 
I never saw before

Details | Rudolph Rinaldi Poem

Not Me Two Cats and a Mangy Dog

the rain fell 
outside 
dogs and cats
Sunday 
was late in coming
rolled over in bed 
played dead

until a red 
long haired cat
named Fred
sat 
on my head
and my face 
turned red

then a stray 
mangy yellow dog
named Yellow
decided to play 
with me
chased Fred away
and decided to stay

his body heat 
was hot
and I rolled over in bed
until a cool fat black cat 
named Frank 
chased Yellow
outside to the riverbank


Frank the cool fat black cat 
started to scat 
at the top of his range
at the edge of my bed
his blues 
went straight 
to my head

then Yellow and Fred 
returned 
with guitar and bass
and played backup
to Frank
while I played the bed
to save face

it was all 
going swell
until my neighbors 
who didn’t like our chops
banged a different tune 
on the wall
and called the cops

they broke down
the door
and took away us four
along with our instruments 
less the bed of course
into a paddy wagon 
we sped 

it was in a cell 
with a cot
that we realized that we were hot
to trot
and started our prison band called 
not 
me two cats and a mangy dog

Details | Rudolph Rinaldi Poem

Ashes In An Urn

ashes in an urn
a lovely new urn

whose ashes are they
who was burned that day

what races
what religions
what sexes
what nationalities

maybe they’re all mixed in 
ashes indistinguishable and
undiscriminating in one 
could there be hope

Details | Rudolph Rinaldi Poem

A Wee Irish Whiskey

I found myself
a good wee bottle 
of 10 year old Irish whiskey 
under my wee Irish down pillow
that must have been placed there 
by the wee good leprechaun 
tooth fairy

I could not bring myself 
to hurt her wee feelings 
so I opened it up 
and drunk my wee Italian self 
down to sleep
counting 40 pink plaid
wee Irish sheep

Details | Rudolph Rinaldi Poem

I Turn Off My Tv

I sit on my chair and travel the world
I turn off my TV 
And cry