Best Flagstone Poems

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Springtime dawns


Springtime dawns
just beyond
the screen door,
across the porch
Dew swept lawn,
emerald weave
shimmering moisture
collecting foot prints
strolling towards

an arched entryway
gingerbread trimmed,
covered in jasmine
alive with rainbow
flutters, prismatic
butterfly wings
partaking of
nature’s...

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I don't look at stars anymore.
As a boy I would sneak out into the night
to hear the horses and barn mice
chewing over their hurts and...

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Let the paper be a canvas and the pen, a brush
The words fill  the mind like a young girl’s blush
Every color on the palette...

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I was a whimsical, interior designer, bringing colors and joy into living spaces,
Subtly changing neighborhoods and lives, like vibrant arcs the rainbow traces.

People were as...

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“to hold, as ‘twere, the mirror up to nature”  William Shakespeare, Hamlet, 1601


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Green lush of green 
lush green is green
a leaf of language 
a branch of word 
a flagstone steps 

Heart of the earth is free, 
white...

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Do not go back he said and for what.
To a childhood time many moons ago in Ireland
In a field of cocks of hay and a...

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(Mary, Mary quite contrary, tending your garden just so;
planting your bells and cockle shells, and hoping to grow.)

I built a little house,
And dared to plant...

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Beside remembrance road,
Up rugged steps,
A little further on, 
A gate,
And through,
Along a flagstone path,
Lined by sturdy trees,
Now in their Autumn shades,
And roundabout, 
Gravestones, with Epitaphs,
Some...

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these blues carry on a forgotten song                  ...

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A Honey-Suckle for me!
Wandering along the flagstone path 
Hardy shrubs line the iron gate 
Delicate golden trumpets 
Sniffing the sweet scent in
The humming of bees...

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In Knotty Ash where magic lived
The trolley runs all day
The pillbox on the corner stands
Five flagstone from the bus stop
Outside the News and sweetshop door
The...

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The American Nightmare

I stand outside the fence
Looking through black cast iron bars
So many flowers
A million roses growing in the garden
Oak trees as old as the...

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As second immortality has its dawn
Beyond it new powers top down will spawn
At its visage second abyss will look upon
Knowing it is superior as far...

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