Best Driveways Poems

River’s Arising
By Michelle Waters

River’s arising. Danger’s on hand.
Gather up your kinfolk and get to high land.

The campgrounds are empty, RVs are all gone
Tourists packed up...

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Each year as Christmas rolls around, as I buckle under the pressure and stress of shopping for gifts for people that already  have everything,...

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Cotton flies like summer snow
Through the little city with no one to clothe
Descended from giants whose purpose long forgotten
That even in this fabricated world...
Nothing feels...

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Cold winds, the assassins of startled vegetation,
blow in with late autumn. Snow arrives 
to cover the terrain with blankets 
of white, pristine feathery snow; meanwhile,
some...

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All night unto dawn
a gentle sadness
a comforting...

there is a dreaming rain falling
it is younger than morning mist
it is the first and last teardrop
as the world...

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Some of the neighbors
Complain about the house across from me
It stands apart
From the neat lawns
Wide driveways 
And picket fences.

Some say 
The people who live there
Inherited...

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Mornings are beautiful at the screen door!
Trees swaying with the gentle breeze
Birds are chirping their hello
Noise of a busy street - steady zoom of cars

Apartment...

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People call it a winter wonderland

I call it a lack of green

Not that green's my favourite colour

But it beats keeping driveways clean

As soon as we...

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Often after the fallen snow is swept, glory
Is found when the treading surface is clear.
A light dusting is a breeze to remove. For heavy slush...

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Out of the blue
And into the grey
As the clouds roll by
The sun goes away

As the rain settles down
And washes the air
Tomorrow will be
Light, crisp and...

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I was born in a snow storm,
and for that very reason I seem to love winter
with all the lovely filigree snowflakes falling
from the sky.
 ...

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Under The Ducky Moon

The Winter had been Harsh, Harsher than Most. Now cabin fever had taken its toll.
I was beginning to act a little bit...

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Exercising belief about unknowns.
Makes sense to take your best guess.
Using history, numbers, extrapolation.
Getting the trajectory right for re-entry.
Few dissenters left for climate change, evolution.
Nuclear power...

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The air was unusually cold that October night..
 as the children set out for a night of fright….
Dressed in their scariest and mysterious garb..
Running over...

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Buildings scrap the airborne dust
The hillside charming each brick 
And iron girders, shoveled neatly into 
Concrete pits, opening this page of
Your mind to the stones...

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