Best Bearded Poems

Where sweet grass blankets grow on yesterdays
And passing years weigh heavy on the trees
Serenity is found in every breeze
Unbridled dreams of youth, now hang and...

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Remember the story 
of Billy Goats Gruff?
The troll under the bridge,
and all of that stuff?
If you liked that old story
it's all good and well,
but it...

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Forest fairies changing colors,
autumn's patchwork pattern weaving
in the foggy morning stillness
before winter's barren grieving,
up the river on the damp air,
up hollows through the shadowed vales
sounds...

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Hand in hand, we fluttered like two butterflies
among the fragrant flowers of the field
and meandered, singing songs, along a stream.
No agendas to keep to; no...

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Twas the night before Christmas and all were in need
    as we waited for Santa who had promised us Weed.
Our parents were...

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I want to wear a djellabas.
Blackness engulfing me in its tentlike refuge
veiled in gauze.
Or a burkha of blue with a screen
over my face to hide
my...

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Shakespeare, your words are interlaced with mine
With brilliant words of wit I choose from verse,
Yet I could never write near as divine.
Many have tried and...

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Musky fragrance inundates
my nostrils as I enter 
the garden center:
a rhapsodic feeling
in idyllic surroundings.
The air is humid
like an Amazon garden,
heat barely tolerable
making my glasses misty.
Soft...

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Those dreamy days of dulcet splendor reign
As songbirds fill the skies and buds appear
Sweet iris blossoms line the country lane
Their bearded lace announcing spring is...

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the ice cream truck

do you remember in fourth grade when it was the end of the school year?
kids running around in class, volunteer parents planning...

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In Chibok,
An IED finds it way 
Into the mind of a savage sect
And made good use of the emptiness.

In helplessness,
Some school girls are bundled up
From...

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In the park, I’d been all day
Reading all my time away
On a park bench did I sit
Until the sky became twilit

As light for reading began...

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I sit, with deep contentment, by the window 
And watching the young evergreen out-shadowed
The oak tree, where love once etched on it, I sowed 

My...

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There once was a lap dog named Chloe,
Well-groomed and adorned to be showy;
She pranced in the ring,
Applause she did bring,
With her tail and her ears...

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Photographs share his long and changing journey.
Youth one day moves to the bearded grey.
Smiles of playful days captured for an eternity in black and white.
He...

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