Carrying Poems

I felt the call of the road like a wind carrying whispers of longing and adventure

I felt the call of the road like a wind carrying whispers of longing and adventure,
And I ventured on the wings of the unknown, through deserts scorched by the blazing sun.
I traveled through the endless fields of secret dreams, where the horizon whispers secrets,
I wanted to discover what the world hides beneath its veil of

At the age when I should have been carrying a backpack full of dreams and deadlines

At the age when I should have been carrying a backpack full of dreams and deadlines,
I carry insomnia stitched under my eyes like war medals for which no one applauds,
They tell me "it's just a phase," but what if it's actually the story of my life?
What if this is all I'll ever have, a sky

I wander through the rust of twilight, carrying your name like a bell

I wander through the rust of twilight, carrying your name like a bell melted in a still-throbbing heart
I don't know if I love you or if my pupils just shine under your uncertain and fragile spell
Thoughts flow like glass birds, colliding, shattering, and piecing back together on the retina in a spiral
Sometimes I hide my

The Carrying of the Cross

He carried our sins as He carried the cross.
He walked up to glory through pain and through loss.
He fell many times but got up once again
As He carried our sins.

A man from Cyrene they had pulled from the crowd,
Who wished not to help, who protested aloud.
But in the end took up the cross of our

The wind blows fiercely tonight, carrying with it cold whispers

The wind blows fiercely tonight, carrying with it cold whispers,
And my thoughts fly to the boys in the forgotten row of life,
I hope some of them find solace in a bottle of red wine,
For on the edge of that world, you clearly see how everything is locked and barred,
You realize every corner already belongs to

I am a man, not a boy, carrying the weight of maturity like a chosen garment

I am a man, not a boy, carrying the weight of maturity like a chosen garment,
I am a man with dreams and lofty ambitions, weaving my path among the stars with threads of desire,
I am a man with a gentle heart, in a strong body, but with a soul as vast as the ocean,
I am

Rusty leaves dance in the wind, carrying whispers of time that flows ceaselessly

Rusty leaves dance in the wind, carrying whispers of time that flows ceaselessly,
And I, a traveler on life's road, feel how each autumn brings me closer to my last autumn,
Like a cosmic clock ticking gently in the background, reminding me that all beauty is fleeting.
My thoughts fly free like migratory birds, unbound from the cage

Carrying His Steed to Derby Town

Hidden Face Man of Des Moines was carrying his steed to Derby Town.
It’s the oddest sight, agreed a jokester, a monkey, a duck and a clown.
Onlookers wanted to take a peek, for it is not a matter of course
When you see a man in a turban carrying a brown upside down horse.

Carrying the Light

Handed down from generation to generation
Letting the light shine
Having the business mind
Young entrepreneurs
Shines.

Card-Carrying Member

So is your card from the NRA
or the LGBTQIA?
It depends on the card;
sometimes, “Get off my yard!”
is all that one needs to say.


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in response to Gershon Wolf's Card-Carrying Septuagenarian

Card-Carrying Septuagenarian

Do colorful ducks get all my food
    a lot depends on my shifting mood
  If I feel sorry for a plain brown duck
    I might throw him more, to change his luck

  Does the best-behaved kid get this teacher's praise
    not necessarily, if his

Carrying Onward

As a boy
I explored shallow river beds.
I carried home in a jar unnamed water-bugs,
minnows, tadpoles and
little frogs that glowed yellow
when the sunlight swam in the creek.
Now the sun comes to my window,
sheds streams of light
to carry me back
to where shallow waters sing
of all unnamable things.

I Am Carrying Your Baby

A vital piece of information 
Released with some change in intonation 
By an Eve never known for variation, 
Now in some measure flabby:
The handiwork of your planted baby!
Even the busiest guy sure to stand still 
The never-ably-shown by actors with skill, 
An upper cut men not ready for the story:
For the Don Juan seeking some

The Show

The Show
By Shawn H. Hall

She slowly wakes as roosters crow
While morning breezes gently blow.
The sounds of morning fill the air
As backlit, pastel clouds now glow.

A blur of fur and bed-head hair
Soon greet the day with joy to spare,
Though half an empty bed belies
The happiness that once was there.

But each new day greets time that flies
As

Carrying Heart Within My Soul-

Carrying Heart Within my Soul
As I take my heart within my soul
My spirit glad my body gold
Twilight vision God golden glow
As I move my heart within my soul
Shines God light on heaven and a new earth
I look within my eyes, and I sigh
As I carry my heart within my soul
My spirit glad my body gold

7/7/20
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