Best Dawdled Poems

Born Doris, named for our grandmother Doris Owens,
she is nothing much like grandma.
If anything, I am more like grandma
for my thrifty ways and down-to-earth practicality.

Doris, nicnamed Dorie, how we tease her when we hear
her name like the name of the spaced-out fish on “Finding Nemo.”
Dorie,...

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In the morning I was impatient as you dawdled
and I told you to stop being so slow. 
You just smiled sheepishly and said,
"Bye Mommy, I have to go!"
In the afternoon I spent most of my day on the phone
while you sang aloud and put your...

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Patricia dawdled through the breakfast
Mom got angry, sent her to Belfast
There she learnt how to run
And how to eat a bun
And returned with the bread crumbs amassed...

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VIEW FROM THE BRIDGE

From the bridge, track the ghosts of line, goods yard, Old Town Station 
Where we lingered and noted the numbers of each passing train
Web of steel and of steam entwined village and town across nation
'Til Arcadian rural slow lines suffered untimely wane

Gone:...

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A Psychiatric doctor poked and prodded in my head..
I was all screwed up, I think; he said…?

Was it because I claimed to see “purple elephants“?
Who amazingly did some acrobatic stunts?

The “doc” looked at me and shook his “mind”
I wasn’t listening, I was counting sticks; on...

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OLD TOWN ELEGY
  
The bridge still spans the road - with what design?
The rail that once crossed Ridgeway and vale to the sea
Erased and gone, with scarce residual sign
And barely more trace than near roads of Roman decree

From the bridge, track the ghosts of...

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How grateful I shall ever be for the creative gal or guy,
Who concocted and perpetuated the luscious "punkin" pie!
Ah! The thought of a golden "punkin" pie with flaky crust,
Stimulates my taste buds with sinful epicurean lust!

You can call it "pumpkin" or "punkin" pie, I don't...

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(Fictional, but based on the real experience of one of my close friends who lost her daughter in an accident)

 As I sat on my desk,
Hurrying with my pent up work,
A scrap of paper, left unnoticed
Clumsily scrawled by tender hands, 
Swept me right off my...

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There's no other phrase that will get a lad's total attention,
And fill a young feller's soul with dread apprehension,
Than to hear the phrase Moms have used since time began,
"Just wait 'til your Pa gets home, young man!"

Cain became envious of his brother Abel and did...

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From the eyes of Shangri-la and words indited in bulletin
spoken by  bellwethers and imagery on broadcasts
Felt the passing of breaths and federation menace.

The scourge abided by cause of hooliganism
By a group of libertine, 
Held, ye plot to an affright baker’s dozen bams.
He who fended...

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OLD TOWN PAST

Gone: the Market where cows sheep and pigs brought telling perceptions
The images, noises and smells of the farms to the town
The tweeded farmers with leathery limbs and faces
And gaiters of deepest sheen in a rich chestnut brown

Flaxen ropes, billhooks, pitchforks enough for a...

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Today I walked the lake the wrong way round
and seeing such, the world seemed upside down.
What once was on the left was on the right
and shadows fell where once there was sunlight.

Agape, aghast and tipsy, I did toddle
all befuddled, as I dawdled, round the puddle....

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So long ship,
go on your merry way!
I hope I'll see you soon,
when you come
stumbling back to Bay,
to Bloor,
and Yorkville 
where we last docked,
and rocked,
swayed,
and dawdled,
talking
into the night...

So long ship,
farewell my love!...

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The recipes have dawdled
In their box for nigh a year,
But now they'll get some brand-new stains;
The holiday is here.

It's time to clean and shop and bake - 
From scratch, if you are able - 
And then to find that special cloth
To decorate the table.

The wine...

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A dazzling blaze sews magic on warm eyes.
Hurdles were solved, and secret vows were heard.
I won't steer the yarns while holy denies.
My cheers are shorn, and my heart is averred.
All musings are being wrecked with a sword.
Bumptious, you believe, life tricks may apply.
So shut your...

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