Best Hadley Poems

Bring me a cup of Java,  honey, and put some coffee in the water, will you?...

Whoa there! Bet you can feel the withering sarcasm...

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She strikes a fashion model pose,
Complete with playful grin.
Her toddlerhood is over – 
Let the “girly” years begin!

She opens all her presents
Then insists she wants...

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Ella Hyde

1857- 1898


That cad with the freckle on his forehead,
That rascal man beast,
Handsome as a Greek
But devastatingly insecure,
And so deliciously young!
He was the one who...

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Henry picked a ladybug;
Hadley chose a fly.
Mine was striped but not a bug
I could identify.

Up and down and round and round,
With music jangling on,
We rode...

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The classes came out, grade by grade,
In costumes for the grand parade,
A hand-held sign announcing each,
In lock-step with the ones who teach.

A motor-scootered cop came...

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Poem 18

Percival Jordan

1892 - 1912


I am where I am
Because of who I was.
I imbibed a million breaths
And observed the stars dotting the night skies
Like actors...

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Happy Mothers’ Day to me
And every other mother!
Today I spent some time with both
My daughter and her brother.

And since my son and wife have kids
The...

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We get there with the kids asleep,
Too early for the sun.
We have some coffee quietly,
To not wake anyone.

When Hadley wakes, my husband goes
To scoop her...

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Georgia Brown

1898-1914

We were the deathless dream dancers

The crazy girls with secrets and surprises!

Me and Nellie and Trudy and Olive.

We waited monthly for the full midnight...

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"You're having a little one," 
I say, seeking information 
from my therapist 
(she's considerably
pregnant).  Then, I ask her 
about vocation: 

Why she chose this...

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Orville C. Cameron

1889-1914

Oh, such larks indeed.

Over at the State School pond,

Way back in the tuft of Eucalyptus shade,

We swam, we yelled, and we laughed.

We, the...

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I’m watching on the monitor
As Hadley* keeps amused
Playing with her pulled-off sock
(An item often she’s refused).

Awakened from her nap, she seems
Relaxed and quite content
(Although I...

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I finished a project in quilting,
A rare and surprising success.
I’m proud of this feat
But it never would meet
All the standards I’d need to impress.

My stitches...

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Life is a phase
Full of energy like my son's crayon
It open up in pages
Flipping through in no rhythm of colors
Our dreams are often in cage
Strings...

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She’s been able to maneuver
And to turn herself around,
Scooting backwards on the carpet
As a way of gaining ground.

Also, rocking back and forth
While on her knees...

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