conscientious today
sharing my poetic light
penning my very first wonderful kerf
figuring out a way
to pen my unique insight
confidence shaken by blue papa smurf
in the manner of Joyce
there is a smile on my face
skating across ice as snow bunnies surf
dredging up my own voice
winning this poetic race
sliding into home as others windsurf
Categories:
dredging, writing,
Form: Free verse
conscientious today
sharing my poetic light
penning my very first wonderful kerf
figuring out a way
to pen my unique insight
confidence shaken by blue papa smurf
in the manner of Joyce
there is a smile on my face
skating across ice as snow bunnies surf
dredging up my own voice
winning this poetic race
sliding into home as others windsurf
Categories:
dredging, writing,
Form: Free verse
Dredging Thoughts
Written: by Tom Wright
February 2015
On the river of life
Of late I’m dredging,
Thoughts from aged sand;
My mind, like a bottle,
That suddenly came uncapped,
Pours forth long disregarded contents,
From when life was good,
And mostly pleasing,
Things thought heretofore
Forever trapped, I’m finding,
Was just capture and liberate;
The older I get, the more I have to remember,
And the less I retain.
Tom
Categories:
dredging, life,
Form: Free verse
Dredging Trump and Hedging
For things about Trump did start dredging;
As usual his supporters had been hedging;
Is dimwitted;
Be committed;
Always doing bad things are all allegedly.
Jim Horn
Categories:
dredging, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick