Best Observing Poems

Against the edge of the pond
filled with spring water,
that seeps from beneath the earth, 
I stand embracing untroubled comfort, 
beneath the cool shade of a tall black willow tree.

I close my eyes and inhale the sweet fragrant blooms 
of marsh marigold, Japanese water iris, 
and...

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long tree limbs stretching 
     over gurgling brook flowing
          minnows are dashing

I sit on the bank
     observing nature’s beauty
         ...

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At Choir Practice Observing

Should have heard great church choir,
Who we love each and in their entire;
Music in heaven had been truly made;
Was perfectly sang as well as played.

Basses were backup when they sang;
When sopranos did church bells rang,
And after hearing each alto and tenor
Surely knew...

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Observer,
Though impartial, I can never be as
I try to see you through others eyes.
Today you will be just a man—
Past his youth, not yet elderly,
Though you show signs of aging.
Your dark hair, now sports silver,
Or perhaps that’s just the beard. 
You remain tall, could never...

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Finer than silk the spider’s web spun
I note she never trips or falls
Up and down, I watch her run,
Always in a hurry, she never crawls
It seems to me she is having fun.

I could spend hours observing her
And she would never notice me
She goes so fast...

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"To her, whose beauty eludes the charms of words"


I sat with her as she worked, trying to scribble some words on an innocent paper
The looks on her face captivated me, as the tip of her pen vomited its nectars
Her nose was shaped like a spear,...

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It almost appears to me to have a face, 
and perception. 
Somehow it seems to be attentively looking out, 
and quietly considering within. 
I am glad our paths crossed, 
and I met you....

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Sitting here at the town square
watching people going around here
a girl feeding pigeons with bread
how these birds love eating so very dear

Another old lady drinking coffee
on a seat nearby in the sun
at the centre of the square steps
the water sprinkler sprays just for fun

Flashing lights...

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The canoe turned upside down
Leaning on the bracket type attachment
Held air born unused
Casting a cresent shadow againt the barn

Discarded window boxes lying in path
Window boxes unused for awhile
The evidence that the canoe has been air borne
Dying from misuse and neglect_____

Canoes are made for water
Elegant are...

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Observing Death

Look into the trench when a bomblet falls
Squirms without legs, excruciating balls
It means nothing him squirming, twisting in pain
I eagerly search, to find more of the same.
It’s not a film the loss is real
Surprises me, how little I feel
Blood and guts hanging around
A burst...

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A stroll that revealed an undiscovered spot


A playful brant swam on the pollen-dabbed lake...
oh, she was greeted by a thousands blossoms!


A dipper perched on a dog-wood tree so dazzling and aromatic,
was undecided to stay or fly alone as if all his companions were gone...
he a...

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Observing kindness can bring one such joy.
Kindness to his mom, by a little boy.
Moms on the couch, all tired and unhappy.
The child asks, “does mommy need a nappy?

The family next door has four active boys.
They’re all under six, they make lots of noise.
A neighbor saw...

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Observing Mr. Trump
By Franklin Price
10/18/2015

It's really quite hilarious
Observing Mr. Trump
Other candidates not laughing
When the Donald takes the stump

He's not a politician 
To the eye and ear quite clear
Yet he does the song and dance
Has done so all this year

If they try to dis him
When a...

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Bounce, bounce, bounce, pounce, the tiny bug doth trounce.
From flower, to peddle to blade he jounce.
A salacious Salticidae, announce.

This, jumping spider, you cannot denounce,
nor deny his luring love dance pronounce.

Offering romance beyond the troyounce,
And promise his arms your desire shall frounce.

You are mine; I am...

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Children are so precocious and precious
Especially toddlers, learning about the world,
Every experience is novel and a bit anxious
As new life adventures are rapidly unfurled.

We adults don’t remember the earliest years
Children are so precocious and precious,
We have forgotten the laughter and tears
Having accepted that our world...

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