Premiered at The Red Wheelbarrow Comedy Roost,
Marlton , NJ – 6/18/2009
ACT 1
Birmingham Grace
Dark Stockings
Muse
Same Drop of Rain
In Other Words
Blacksmith’s Lament
ACT 2
Silhouette
Oral Sex
Silent Siren
Dangerous Cargo
All I Can Do
Sleeping
Dreaming of You
Beaumains in the Wilderness
ACT 3
Indian Summer
David and Bathsheba
Pennsylvania Fieldstone
Common Law Proposal
Somethin’ Right
I want a house that’s built from Pennsylvania fieldstone
On a farm that’s far away from all this noise.
I want a lane that’s lined with clutches of day lilies.
We’ll live on simple gifts and ordinary joys.
I want a trail where we’ll go hiking with our children,
Where they can learn the trees and follow nature’s way.
I want to sit around a fire and tell them stories
That make them laugh enough to scare their fears away.
I want a woman I can trust will always love me,
And who wants my lovin’ likewise in return.
I want the happily ever after happily here and now.
We’ll meet at rainbow’s end and spend the gold we’ve earned.
The resonance of ages past
hides in the old fieldstone bridge;
echoes of lives lived long ago
rides upon the ethers
just above the creek water,
that flows to winding rivers
and beyond.
Moss spreads its young roots
where ancestors walked,
the foliage masks the ghosts
of lovers in embrace.
As a child I listened to the
songs of angels among the trees and
watched the elementals dance
with childish eyes of wonder.
That old fieldstone bridge,
was a magical sanctuary.
7-22-2021
Enter the 'Finding Your Muse' Poetry Contest
Regina McIntosh
The resonance of ages past
hides in the old fieldstone bridge;
echoes of lives lived long ago
rides upon the ether's
just above the creek water,
that flows to winding rivers
and beyond.
Moss spreads its young roots
where ancestors walked,
the foliage masks the ghosts
of lovers in embrace.
As a child I listened to the
songs of angels among the trees and
watched the elementals dance
with childish eyes of wonder.
That old fieldstone bridge,
was a magical sanctuary.
1-8-2020
Favourite Poem from January 2020 Poetry Contest
Julia Ward
Encounter
A day of mindless lonely wanderings found
Me within an unfamiliar country inn
set maturely in trees at a crossroad's square
The lobby done in tweed and pine
The club chairs large promising comfort
Their arms dressed in fresh draped crewel
Near the fire in a fieldstone hearth
A stranger sits lithely in tailored wool and
Silken blouse long legs demurely crossed
above sensible mid brown walking pumps
A slight handsome woman her pensive eyes
in the middle distance of focused concentration
She exudes a pervasive sense of boyant
middle age and warm demeanour violet eyes
Yardley's Lavender and rich chestnut hair
My entrance brings her face and smile to mine
She rises fluidly walks to me wraps both arms
Around one of mine looks up into my eyes
And speaks
I wished you here... And here you are
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