Best Jogged Poems

Time marched ahead relentlessly,
While I was unaware.
I jogged around the corner and
Old age was waiting there.

I didn't want to meet her,
But had to be polite.
She said she'd like to stay with me,
Perhaps just over night.

I let her stay, " Oh, woe is me!"
She hasn't gone...

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For thirty years I’ve been a truckie who has driven far and wide,
Carting goods through day and night all across the countryside…
But hours spent upon the road, do not permit a set routine,
When it comes to dining regular, on healthy style cuisine.	

If there’s time I’ll...

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(A Christmas vacation vignette)

Lisa and I choppered onto Manhattan Island yesterday morning. We’d both felt toasted—so we took naps—and yay! We awoke recharged.

Later that evening, Lisa and I were at the ‘Elsie’ Rooftop Bar, in Manhattan, waiting for Lisa’s boyfriend, David.
Ok, man-friend? More age appropriate...

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Summer's salty doom knocked
ruggedly as I lay on the
sheets of tormented
threats and turmoil.
Jerks at the slightest beep. 
Gasps at a faint knock. 
Soaked in muddy debts
of frauds. A muscle pull of shame, 
death's soulful companion. 
The world didn't stop cascading. 
I did. My brain froze....

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Forty three years of marriage and still you make my heart beat strong 
I never wanted to be anything else but your wife and loving song 
Together we walked, jogged and trotted but most of all we danced,  
to the rhythm of our first...

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I woke up late,
I meant to be early. 
I ran to my fate, 
I dream of the pearly. 

The great gate of Our Lord,
The garden of heaven…beyond. 

I dressed my best,
Grant me, your grace,
I wanted the test.
Yet, I can not keep the pace. 

Today is...

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Its time to tell the truth untold,
why do we have to fight?
must we shed blood?
ever wondered why able bodied men 
go to war,and come back half,
or even dead,
the pity of war, the pity of war distilled
i was sworn in to handle the situation
am in the...

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FOOTPRINTS

Footprints are walked memories; 
molded cerebral impressions
of traced tracks—telling 
tinted stories of freedom’s journeys;
like running rivers between banks
leaving trailing residues of liberation.

Remembered footprints
tell tall towering tales
of those who’ve passed this way.

May the Most High 
let mine tell tall tales
 of the jubilee journey jogged
as I...

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I finished my work early  this morning 
and went outdoors to exercise 
I jogged around the circle for a while
and  observed  a few things happening outside
A pickup truck parked on the edge of the street
As soon as went out it drove in...

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I've seen you move with fire
Your spirit all aglow
You sang and wrote poems all winter,
New life you did reenter.

Faith had found you
You were like morning dew.

The reservoir you jogged
The Hudson where you biked,
Those were your spot of healing
Your place of worship appealing.

faith had found you
You...

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This has been a hot minute to say the cold hard truth. I second that! Glasses full of hours turn hands into long time. Darkness saves the day. Light work is easy. Take care; bear with me. Melting ice just is served; liquid metal. Aluminum...

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My aunty Gerty Gribble was a true blue pioneer 
as she and husband Harold ran a place called 'Bendemere'. 
Two dinkum Aussie battlers, who had given their life's blood 
to fifty years of toiling on their outback cattle stud. 
 
So constant had the struggle...

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Each English-speaker knows that funner means more fun than fun,
   and weirder means more weird than weird. And yet nary a one
of "proper" dictionaries has neologism words -
   the editors must think 'nonce words' are all words for the birds!
There's googobs...

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I Jumped up suddenly out of my bed
With Jack the ripper spinning in my head
And the word cabinet kept floating in my bed
I had a very serious message to deliver
But I don't know who to tell because it felt improper
My heart was pounding and I...

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He heard the car and came running,
Jumped and whirled in the air,
Barking his happiness! 
Dad lifted her down in her yellow-flowered 
Camisole  and high heeled shoes.
The dog dropped,
His hind quarters hunched down,
Body sprung parallel to the ground, 
Ears laid back, hackles raised.

He'll get used...

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