Best Infancy Poems

Inception of true life,
  Incitement of new birth,
Immaturity pure,
  Instruction to follow,
Information from books,
  Inexperience but
It leads to deep learning....

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Where on Earth or far beyond do we poets go, you ask. 
My thoughts willingly stretch my imagination with this task.
I would reply...in any direction...

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Bastille


Many years ago
They stormed the Bastille
Two hundred and one lost their lives
The tennis court oath however survived

Jacques had his heart with the masses
Necker could not...

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Still in love,
with his eyes, he asks
(as the moon asks the earth)
for a dance, spinning
to music only we can hear. 
Two become one in song,
as...

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Memories Of Youth And Nature, Were A True Blast
In collaboration with Robert Lindley

Beautiful dawn a Nature walk would do one good
Across the flower filled pond,...

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When I became a mother, tremendous joy filled my heart,
But little did I know about this journey at the start.
I thought I knew what Love...

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I don't know what came over me that day - an instant of weakness after years of resistance, I suppose.

My beaming spouse leads me, a...

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Someday I'd like to wander free
like butterfly, like bumblebee,
perhaps to plant a willow tree
beside the silent solemn sea,

before these things exist no more,
from mountain top...

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By the early years of that ancient decade, the 70's,
I'd tired of my obstreperous tomboyish games: 
kickball with the neighbor kids, sledding in the winter,...

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I saw a death shadow in the eyes of my infancy
a soft mercy with calm blue fancy,
in childhood, when free will asserted it's wild supremacy
we...

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"Ground Level Entry"

“She fits the bill”,
they say it 
insouciantly

visions of being 
carried in the beak 
of a bilious pelican 

where it builds
its rudimentary nest, 
it...

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so many times beneath the stars
our lives are lived for fate and scars
infancy seems to abound
from everywhere it screams its sound
too loud to hear the...

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Just imagine
In a millennium from now
The dreams we have
That our minds plough
 
As us humans evolve
Into what is unknown
Will our future dreams 
Be able to...

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Those Sounds That Now Arrive In Early Morn 


Can one ever believe in this hope and life,
when infancy now has no great strife?
Yet soon a...

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Ah, morning glory, such internal blush,
defy the penetration of brash sun.
Oh, linger, trumpet of dawn within the dim
or haze of mid-morning's overcaste.

Oh, fairest of the...

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