Best Hinges Poems

Dealing  positive in measure.."
Engendering for better..!...

Continue reading...

Silent footprints left by you
impressions frozen in time
as you hurried into the empty cold night
I sat alone, watching the door
it never moved
for a time, it stayed open
still hoping, you would return
there was only silence
its hinges turned rusty and fell




7/18/14...

Continue reading...

oil all the hinges
silence the light with rose pink…
hide the computer


*advise to lovers :P...

Continue reading...

Children live for a time in their own little world,
A world they create on their own as they go along.
Although they may be somewhat small in size,
They always think big and make no compromise.
They know what they want and this they get
If they don’t get...

Continue reading...

How dare you, making this about versus!
I take no position among fillets.
In fact, I defend the ground between us.
For that I must verse you, though I would anyways.

To plainly put all our lives on a fence, 
That neither you nor I will go,
Or might we...

Continue reading...

THE HINGES OF DAY

Children never age
They ride the hinges of day
Snow melted away...

Continue reading...

The vineyard of this man, who lacks judgment, and the field of the sluggard is 
overgrown with thorns, and nettles cover its face.  Its stonewall is in ruins; by 
much slothfulness the building decays and the rafters sag, and through idle 
hands the house...

Continue reading...

As due perfect dove returns true love                                      ...

Continue reading...

Lines reign rectangular beyond widely 
sombre dour density of inhabitants 
Living rendered responsible behind wisely 
secure doors definitely insure us

Neighbours harbour unfamiliar stories
Measureless textures hold untapped instruction
Sectioned protected fences forbode inquiry 
Composite dismissed in driveway's reflection

Stranger to Earth's purposeful cycle
Continuum of plenty and scarcity
Cup overflows...

Continue reading...

Allow no sleep to your eyes and no slumber to your eyelids, for a little 
sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest and poverty will come on 
you like a vagrant, and scarcity like a beggar because slack hands make...

Continue reading...

she stumbled over her own shadow

on course for one more restless night

a candle on the window sill flickered

bade farewell to the day’s struggle

scented with the fragrance of sweat


it was not so much a nightmare but

a vivid recollection of what had been

as the drenched duvet made...

Continue reading...

Babies, they will cry and cry;
They have plenty of reason;
It must be hard to come here,
From the other side.

Leaving Heaven's not easy;
Especially to, come here.
But, each child will bring gifts with
Them that, can change things.

With each birth also comes hope,
They'll use those gifts for good...

Continue reading...

SILENT HINGES

wooden door
stands
firm

light spills
through its
cracks

silent hinges
creak

whispers 
of the past


...

Continue reading...

There is a door no one speaks of.
It is not built of stone, nor carved in the timber of old houses,
but hidden deep in the marrow of the world
where beginnings were never written,
only uttered once
by a voice that no longer is.

Its wood does not creak,
it...

Continue reading...