Best Hears Poems

Toll-free is the call on this special day
as my gratitude ascends the umbilical cord,
never severed, even in the afterlife.

“I planted begonias in the garden you nurtured.”
My eyes search the bright spring sky,
“Your favorites, just for you on Mother’s Day.”

Decades have passed,
yet that special mother/daughter bond
finds...

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At A Crossroads Poet, Hears That True Call,
dedicated, to my friend with appreciation 
 
At a crossroads poet, finds waiting pen
beneath dust that hides wiles of evil men
ink then cast forth on an eager blank page
from heartfelt and pure soul of wizened sage.

At a crossroads...

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Would it gladden your heart to know God loved a poem
You wrote; that your thought lends its grace to the music He hears,
Though you doubt He's aware of your joy or your tears!
Would you hide if you could that you're naked as Adam,
As Eve was...

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Waking with a smile, eyes bouncing green, dear husband
makes me hold back my scream, desire to pull over sheets.
Later, I find you sitting like Buddha, gazing at the land,
shifting as each birds lifts and soars and tweet tweets.

I watch you in silence, pick up slippers,...

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birds retort
wind whispers riddles untold
patience hears...

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I look into your eyes and perceive your driving force

Heavy is this Heart as it consumes the essence of your greed

Lost in a spiral. ....The decent begins

With All your years of wisdom. ....wealth is all you seek

I have tried ....to warn you from yourself

Yet...you see...

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hears the rooks cawing
as he strolls through the grave yard - -
sees her watching him

* for Andrea's (and Nikko's) contest

The Woman in Black is a book and a film - a big buck version is currently being filmed, I've heard...

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What do you want to hear that makes a mother a Seer
It's what a Mom fears, that makes her a caring soul

Whether it's the Bronx, Eastercraigs, or a Village so
It's what a Mom hears that allows a family to live

She may hear about her daughter,...

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She hears it with her eyes and ears, you see it in her smile;
She hears it in the smell and say...Oh you cook so well.
And when she looks into your room;
She hears how well you use the broom.
Clean refrigerator, stove and sink, she hears,
Janitor no...Technical...

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I found me self in a pickle
When I sat on a thistle
The pricks went in 
I started to scream
They lied, they said it would tickle...

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Dancing to music only she hears,
she waits for him against the wall.
He finally shows as midnight nears,
but she's obliged he came at all.

She spends her weekends in his car,
dancing to music only she hears.
A butterfly caught in a jar...
pinned when the vodka disappears.

Her honeymoon is...

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She sits on the bench
Her life in three plastic bags
Singing to herself
Her mind dancing all about
To music only she hears

...

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One winter morning, cold and cloudy
A bird singing on the backyard tree
Of an old age home paused suddenly
To find a sobbing old man
He put a curious query.

“Why are you crying daddu?
Tell me if I can help you.’”
“Give this letter to Jeetu, my son.
His address or...

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At Horton's first day at the nursing home
figured he had nothing to lose,
working for the elderly,
and the confused,
most of them being deaf
and wearing hearing aids,
Horton still had to repeat himself,
time and time again,
when Horton would speak,
all the elderly would say "Who?"
as if they knew Horton...

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Devotion Poem,  Cat Steps

(Written for Jim Eslinger

Carefully I near him. He is curled up...sleek.  Eyes 
closed, perhaps not asleep.  He sees.  He will run.

He blends into hallway shadows. The light plays over 
his outline. He steps within silence, outside hearing.

His devotion...

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