More From 2001
3/25/01
FUTILITY FOCUSED
On unimportance
Perfection is put off
Till tomorrow
4/3/01
these shelves
have been emptied out
memories of a love
incinerated
all past tenses
blank name tag,
blank face serves
as testimonial
loneliness
****
On a personal note 4/10/01 my first birthday out of prison and my dreams are being realized…
Furthermore I have completed my first painting and have plans for two more my life as an artist is beginning to flourish and my hard work is starting to pay off and the lone thought resonates…
Praise God!
Two poems for mom---01
[snakeskin/ picture of fall]
Mother
As ancient time is not anxious
Of humanities youthful squabbling
You permitted my discourse
Allowing for the conclusion
(Mothers are wonderful in that way)
all the while operating
under the assumption
that serpents molt and
trees shed leaves to grow
Hermit
How many shells
Has this hermit
Discarded?
Growth is deemed necessity
And the shells,
Of who I used to be
Litter the beach behind me.
4/15/01
Lean
Lovers
Hover
Close to each other
While I have grown fat
And my Coffee time-thick
The complements we have are each other
Pine needles whir
Like birds in a thistle
Words flow from my tongue
Like the whir of a whistle
Porch side
Pool table
Reminiscence
Slightly awakened
With spring warming
My essence
Cool wind
Blowing white caps
On my skin
Ten thirty
Two coffees
Sundays about to begin
Copyright © Cs Parker | Year Posted 2017
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment