Best Toured Poems

Eighty two years young, but still a trooper,
pen writes daily, he's an evergreen souper.
Behold the limerick king and his wisdom,
providing laughs from his humorous kingdom.

Five posts a day, one is bound to make you smile,
some a little naughty, but that's his cheeky style.
Long before his...

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Iberia, you took my breath away
with fiery gypsy spirit and romance;
with ancient Moorish history and grace;
with everything there is of you to see;
to hear and smell; to feel inside my soul.
Diversity lives splendidly in you!

The ancient cultures beckoned me to you
when, like the Romans, lured...

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The beauteous days of summer were here at last,
And the primetime of nature was coming so fast!

We sat on the porch, watching a lazy day go by,
With no interesting views, to gladden our eyes.

Then one of us said a hiking trip was needed,
We friends agreed...

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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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My mind traveled in Casablanca 
to witness a tale of love. 
Heart that yearns, desiderata,  
pleads to heaven up above. 

Give me one more chance for loving. 
Quench the drought of this crave, 
for I so longed of having 
the heart that once absconded....

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I was looking at the starry sky
When past a comet sped.
Oh, how I wished I could
Attach to it a sled.

I'd hurtle through the universe
Such things would I see,
Planets never seen before
And distant galaxies.

I could watch a super nova
Dodge pulsars cosmic rays,
And marvel at planetary rings
As...

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It was late in the perpetual summer, and I had been dozing,
On a blue and balmy afternoon, as I lulled on my porch swing.

When from my pleasurable dreams, I was eventually aroused,
By sweet breezes that blew past, the place where I drowsed.

With a sigh of...

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I was an invaluable bank teller, loving peaceful life and daisy blue sky days,
Like yellow sun warming sweet seasons, inducing vibrant, natural displays.

I left for pleasant work every day, with a determined and practical purpose;
And I was happy in my job thoroughly, as colorful clowns...

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If your apartment or your house
Could use a slight expansion,
May I suggest, instead, that you
Just build yourself a mansion.

Today I've toured a couple,
Both in Hudson River towns.
With property like that, your moods
Should have no room for downs.

A bit of ostentation
Seems de rigueur, though, I guess,
But...

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After winning a sweepstakes, I determined to go on a lengthy trip;
And I wanted to tour the mainland, after I had disembarked the ship.

The countryside was quite beautiful, and had myriad charming towns,
Some with the most vibrant nightlife, after reddened sun went down!

I was having...

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I stoked the flames with another gnarled branch as its sparks popped and crackled out a song into the silence.  Just a cold and lonely evening of dinner and poetry; I wanted nothing else.  With a skewer full of Brats and a waiting...

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I was a perky lost and found coordinator, reuniting people with possessions,
As pink-orange, diamond sunset rejoins us, reminiscing sunrise impressions.

I liked blithe smiles of pleasure and relief, at reclaiming what was once lost,
Like pearl, exciting moonlight, in demand, must keep returning at any cost.

Because I...

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I've never ever in my life liked any cats,
I preferred to live, rather, amidst grain-field-rats;
And black cats, all the more, have remained omens, bad,
To see one, is enough to turn the day so sad...!

My sweetheart, though knowing me well, did not know why,
Brought one; blackest...

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I've toured the world and lived life hard,
Sordid tales I can not hide.
I've logged some miles,they're on my face
And in the baggage by my side.

I've made poor choices in the past.
Tried hard to let memories go.
But sometimes scars don't fade away,
They stay to help you...

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Oh lovely Netherlands, you are now my second home.
You leave me thrilled and enchanted where ever I roam.

I smiled when floating down streets made from the sea,
Touring on charming glass covered canal boats with glee.

There’s beauty in the coolness of a windswept day,
As I rode...

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