Best Clear As A Bell Poems

Old Clarry was deaf; yes deaf as a post,
and couldn't hear a word that was said.
But he'd sit alone while we conversed,
when we gathered in young Harry's shed.

I suppose old age gets us all in the end,
but Clarry's still here and he's ninety two.
He doesn't...

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She didn’t play poker so well.
Her bluff was as clear as a bell.
   Her insides would quaver
   So much that they gave her
A hell of a smell of a tell....

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At six foot four, and an eighth of a ton,
A gentle giant of a man, he was;
Father to three, and himself a fine son,
Devoted husband to Jean, without pause.

Phone man, painter, in ocean liners he cruised,
Accompanied by family and friends;
Sweet song in his heart, but...

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GHOSTLY DAD

new year’s eve
a ghostly frost coats his chair
front porch so still
car horns downtown
turn back the clock

new year’s eve
no moon    no starry night
no dad to share
in a sudden breeze
a leaf floats down from somewhere

early new year’s eve
the last trolley car dings by
that...

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CLASSIC MOVIES

it is surprising
how fine black and white can be
one listens better

one notices more
each word clear as a bell
folks keep their clothes on

blood flow minimum
black and white blood not so gross
favorites are great –

clark, cary, spenser.
katherine, audry, ginger
to love without lust

as I get older,
caring not...

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Every poet worth their sault
Every teacher and professor declare you will prove to be as dense as a London fog
Using clichés
But I think clichés make it clear as the nose on your face
That there are things as beautiful as the day is long
And as far...

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The world, his wife, or her partner, and the kids
Are mostly upsized, overweight, bloated or even worse obese.
Millions of scientists, doctors and nutrients can't figure out why
Too many theories, too many claims and counter claims, conflicting.
Finger of blame swings wildly around like roundabout in the...

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Our local Church is falling down; it’s in total disrepair,
Father Murphy is beside himself for no one seems to care.
The coffers are near empty so there’s need of volunteers
to refurbish what neglect has caused over many years.

But a call from Father Murphy didn’t quite have...

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My friend had a Christmas gift
He wanted to give me;
He shushed it was a secret
And I couldn't see.

It's awful not knowing
What a present is:
It's like getting stuck
In a cryptogrammic quiz.

He laughed
When I begged for a hint,
With an evil snicker
At my hapless predicament.

But as I steamed,
I...

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Anna is a charming Mom,
I met her at my gym.
A madam of sorts, quiet and calm,
Level headed, articulate, fit & trim.

Between sets we talk, of life’s little sagas,
Comparing civic cares and concerns.
Verbal jousts before noon, while avoiding drama,
Like racecar drivers, who bump in a turn.

We...

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You tore a hole in my heart my dear old Dad
when you left and went away
The dreaded disease you bravely battled
refused to let you stay

The calls home now are not the same
your voice I cannot hear
However sometimes, I sense that you’re there
and standing very near

I...

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“holy candle blues”


in the rust red sunset - angel brother bends his blown glass ear over the wall of eternity listening in on my sweet restless rathouse jam

she entered peeling story-caked walls riding a lightning broom swept me 

out to half dippermoon bridge 
we swung...

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The female Black Widow Spider, they all do the same
When they copulate with their mate, the next thing you know he is dead
And so goes the cycle, kind of like the game you play
The  Statues of Limitations, it has no time frame
But little lady,...

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Blond hair & blue eyes, yes he remembered her well

Those pointy ears and tiny voice still was clear as a bell.

 

Her velvet shoes and ballroom gown were perfect for the dance

He knew the spot he'd take her was perfect for romance.

 

They danced and...

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Ramblings of an Old Woman

I’ve lost my hat, its completely gone
It’s on your head, you put it on
I’ve got one glove on my right hand
T’other’s in the fridge as right as rain
It’s stifling in here and your coat is on
I’m late for work and I...

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