Best Aground Poems

I'm lost at sea and weary
          So tossed upon the tides
     ...

Read more of this work...

Call on me when your boat is sinking,
you’re blown off course, or you’ve run aground,
call on me when you’re lost in the wilderness,
call on me...

Read more of this work...

That tiny pause to skirt the truth, half-reals you'd paraphrase,
The subtle softly spinning gyre of cunning in your gaze,
Vague reflections from your skin - a...

Read more of this work...

This Medusa had no power to turn us into stone
but when she ran aground over Poseidon's throne
his anger stirred, and into the sea the crew...

Read more of this work...

A THIEF CALLED TIME

“Time is the thief you cannot banish”
Phyllis McGinley writer 1905-1978

All that live upon this earth
dwell on borrowed time,
for the human race every
single...

Read more of this work...

~

Amidst the changing scenery
as faces come and go
Names reflect the differences
of those we’ve come to know

Along a winding avenue
where store fronts sell their wares
Traffic lights...

Read more of this work...

adventure, growing up, hip hop, repetition, word play

A ONE STEP AT A TIME ©
Life is but a hopscotch path
Players vying for placement
Rules to follow aground
Tokens...

Read more of this work...

The Old man of Merces  

His wrinkled face bearing slaps of time
His eyes barren like a desert starved of rain
Glittering they must be during...

Read more of this work...

I'm only allowed the names of three
so I will write of those that would be for me.
There are so many that this is unfair
but, since...

Read more of this work...

I sing praises to you under moon's watchful eye
As the ocean waves calm above from the deep
and You transform gusty winds into soft breezes.
With your...

Read more of this work...

As dawn unfolds today beyond my fractured windowpane,
a breeze beguiles the ashen drapes. Like snakes they slip aside,
revealing wanton worlds that race and run aground,...

Read more of this work...

For my Brother and his bipolar journey


With fifty-nine tears, I stare at the phone, wanting to understand.
I had your voice in my hand.
Intense pain now...

Read more of this work...

Three Sonnets tell a story, in sequence.
[From the narrative poem, "Don't Go to Wyoming Alone"]

         I. Natural...

Read more of this work...

 two septets with rhyme  

At long last, my friend, she bears no shame.
She spent a year seeking a soul-mate.
His eyes obliged her life...

Read more of this work...

Tattered Petals: Wounded Heart

Tattered on the garden path are petals
from roses, beheaded by Summer rain
when storm clouds emptied their brimming kettles

In the garden, my tender...

Read more of this work...