Best Jr. Poems

it was the sixties
we were young
we were going to change the world
spin it like a basketball on our finger
take the three point shot 
win the...

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Where Love Grew 



Beneath the maple tree 
is where our love first started to grow 
Green buds of unblossomed love, 
basking in the golden dappled...

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Sang like a whippoorwill, up high on a hill
   Played trumpet like Satchmo, with panache and skill
To watch that man tap-dance, gave even...

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A wilted violet bows its pretty purple head,
Like me it has no energy as sorrow pleads.
My love, once so pure and vibrant now is dead.
My...

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Susan
wife of Bill,
mother of Brock, Julianna, Jocelyn, Marcus
Heather and Billy, Jr.
grandmother of Logan, Delaney and Isaac
daughter of Alice and Albert and sister of Michael and...

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I was thirteen and you...well you, a sophomore by then..
that night you stopped by to see me, at the Jr high game.

Friends most of our...

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A cute gentile pig in New York
plays hopscotch over turtle hurdles
which eased her bunny
until a smack talking turkey announced,
'Did you hear how the skunks in...

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Try not to be too shy to tell someone how you really feel, 
      be adventurous and always try new...

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A LIMERICK ON NOTED SOUP POETS

Bob Hinshaw, Tom Cunningham, James Edward Lee, Sr., Russell Sivey, Gordon McConnell,  Greg Barden, Emile Pinet, Silent One, WingedWarrior,...

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Entwined
The color
Of mankind
Echoed in 
Our minds
The Realities
Of life
Forevermore
The ethnic
Flow of
Our blood
Pulsating
Giving us life
Giving us hope

We were 
Color blind
Or 
Perhaps
The world
Didn't understand
The differnt
Shades of 
Pastels

We were...

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He said, "Hey old man, what you doing in there
Living in a cardboard box
Why don't you come out of your hole
Throw that bottle away and...

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I have attempted to capture my favorite major league baseball players in this little shape poem of home plate. Included are (in no particular order):

Say...

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My soul understood Lynyrd Skynyrd
Like Ronnie I had monkeys to
Just simple boys chasing life’s joys
With our needles playing our blues

My soul understood Pink Floyd
For I...

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St. Milt’s Grand Opening today
Come and celebrate with us
On Martin Luther King Day
Worldwide choirs and gospel music
Singing MLK’s best loved hymns
Mahalia Jackson, Nina Simon 
It’s...

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You knew you were going to die. 1
And yet you came, thinking no matter how insane,
the man on the seat of power would never want...

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