Best Calve Poems

** What’s Torn **

What’s been torn off or away may be
a recurring theme — of dreams or memory —
that nags, popping up unexpectedly
to recall or,...

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Brought back from the world of fantasies 
By the 8’o clock warning device
Raised up undesirably at a lazy pace
Retrieving the welcoming hateful whole day race....

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Winter sulks, dying slow in stark stillness
while chiffon hues shyly peek into sight
a lace of buds bloom, banishing chillness
as resurrection of colors delight.

Can you hear...

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I was a nascent virgin stream
Born to glabrous mountain king
On the unflinching love his dream
The dark damsel of sky he fling.

On her rapture and cry...

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Had we but oil enough and gas,
All welfare bill would easily pass,
And we’d be spending hard, I bet,
Without incurring any debt.
You, on the Moon, would...

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Spring

	Ah, spring is in the air.  The time when Mother Nature renews herself. 
The loving arms of the sun and the tears of the...

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At 27,123 pounds, Gertrude was at her finest, and friskiest weight.
She said to everyone she met, “Hey, I weigh over a ton, isn’t this terrifically...

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My life would not be worth living
So I open the gate
My life is made to be giving
It can never be to late

I want to give...

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Long ago
when the Buffalo
first began their endless journey

North to South
East to West

We shared 
a heart 
and we were
One Spirit.

Together 
we lead the people
as great warriors,
healers...

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In Alaska, running loose
Are grizzlies, caribou and moose.
Eagles soar and whales cavort
And salmon fishing is a sport.

Glaciers calve and mountains rise,
Scenery to mesmerize.
Sadly, now, for...

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I don’t want any strife
None in my life
Perilous it would be
I would hate to see
The fear I would have
Cutting deep in my calve
Crying an option...

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We approached the Hubbard Glacier,
More than seventy miles long,
And we watched it calve and listened
To its snap-pop-crackle song.

As chunks of ice broke free and fell
(That's...

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GIVE UNTO THE LORD

Give unto the Lord you mighty
Give unto the Lord glory and strenght
Give unto the Lord the glory due, His name
The voice of...

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There's nothing like a pressured toot
to get you out of bed.
The moving sheets, the rustled beat;
of flatulance ahead.

That very sign that life goes on
despite the...

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I
There are lines we recall from literature
As in escaping "by the skin of my teeth"
That we owe to the bible, in this case, to Job
(not...

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