Best Chagrined Poems

The breeze annoying trees entices me,
I drift away    afar to fields abloom,
with silver tongues untied their whispers free —
..ah, prairie-weed does burn a sweet perfume.

The flowered spikes do strike a reminisce,
the musky scent upon each purple spear…
your kiss, our bliss… you I...

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Open like a door before me
Be it sun or rain or stormy
          Each new year gapes like yawning chasms, dark
     And for all my silly scheming
     All my...

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When England’s fairest rose
strained to find a light
neath the monarchy’s shadows,
such passion did she incite.

Many are the years since
Lady Diana Spencer
met and married her prince,
believing that he loved her.

Unrequited affection
she tried to brush aside.
Poised was her reflection;
tears she sought to hide.

Princess Di’s quest for love
drew...

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The wayward wind forever so aloof
across the prairie blowing wild and free;
just like a herd of horses on the hoof,
and running loose with nature’s grand esprit.

A restless spirit is this wayward child
who’s never satisfied in just one place;
she longs to solve the secrets of the...

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The flames of the furnace (well-travelled by wind
slowly glazing the rags of gray women chagrined
at the sight of a hair fleeing tresses now thinned) 
sometimes billow like waves flooding naves through the night,
when the lightning peeks in where the tension hangs tight
while the lanterns, alarmed,...

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The gate to Monet’s Japanese garden’s open,
beckoning, and green as Giverny’s winter wheat,
but there’s no time to glimpse the pond’s lilies within.
 
Monet’s Rose Cottage-locked to all but the wrens-
though curved trellises invite, and a path entreats;
the gate to Monet’s Japanese garden is open,
 
but...

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(Your chickens always come home to roost.)

My soul cries out each time I see your face.
My hunger for your love does not abate.
Though I'm chagrined at how my pulses race
desire burns and sucker bites the bait.

You dangle me, a puppet on a chain,
in shame, I...

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His love never fails,
like a light who dispels
Even the darkest night
Ending all dread and fright

His love, like the wind
Kisses away the chagrined
Defeating doubts with hope
Assuring hearts they can cope.

His love inspires my soul,
Finds a way to make me whole,
Without Him, I’d be so lost,
Only love...

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Gods of mythology from long ago,
commanded humans act within their law
or else there might be punishment, and so
man worshiped, followed, never to withdraw.

These gods ruled over sun, moon, rain, and wind;
and humans prayed to them for harmony.
Now in our world, they would be quite chagrined
by...

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Goldie, my peculiar but beloved cat,
has certain affectations --
she prefers, most times, her own society
and shuns her housemates.
But, sometimes, she cuddles
or will join the others
to laze around -- in the living room,
the dining room, a hallway, or
in the kitchen.
An inside cat who, early on,
suffered the...

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Note to Readers of Previous Versions:
There are so many new vignettes scattered throughout the poem that I hope you will reread the whole thing! There are many new GEMS, improvements to previous verses and improved footnotes as well! Trust me!


15. Duplicitous Pear Trees
A pear tree’S...

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In simpler times this one-room school was new.
Now, standing near her timeworn frame, I cry.
Yet here in bygone days fine children grew.

A belfry white, with red brick walls stacked high.
Slate shingles on its roof held rains at bay,
and hearth-stoked fires kept students warm and dry.

The...

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Embarrassing  Moment


Mid-Sixties, I went to the shore
A hot summer day, so I wore
My handmade swimsuit
It was very cute
Expecting I was, and I swore,

It looked just as nice as can be
My tummy was covered, you see
The shorts were cut out
For belly to sprout
Top flared over...

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cheerless, wretched life
                      failure cycling
                   gaping...

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The delegation arrives in a procession of handsome, barbaric lineage
rugged in animal accoutrements and subdued in the presence of the future's skin,
the women, fine in wild beauty are bejeweled in beads, white and blues
that accent their pretty brown bodies like flowered earth
they present Clark and...

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