Health Grandfather Poems

Tick, Tock, Tick..
The pendulum swings back
And drains away
Another drop 
Of my sanity 
Tock, Tick, Tock..
The pendulum swings forth
And drains away
Another drop
Of my mind
Tick, Tock, Tick..
How...

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In this poem-request, I hope I don't sound overly pushy or snotty :-)
But I pray more Depends can be donated so old people can go...

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peter marks, rhymes with sharks, warns the people
To be sharp.? Your life he wishes I note to save.?
He advocates 'a new stab' in three months...

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My father worked the land with
Both horse and tractor plough.
That family way of life is past,
We  are all city dwellers now.
My father and mother...

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We stood silent
in the cold wind,  
snug in the wrapped warmth
of our grandmothers thick coat, 
my sister and I,
staring into the mystery
of a freshly...

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My grandfather
seemed wise with years
walking his rural spiritual path
in a relentlessly white
Christian dualistic church
dividing sinful nature
from sacred spirit.

He counseled:
Do not mix
religion and politics.

I wonder
how he...

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Thank you, Old Lerato, for your love
To myself, an insignificant boy.
You empowered me with the love you gave
For love builds and doesn't destroy.
I remember how...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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this or any other grandchild
should not have
to remember
his last visit
with grandpa
wearing a sterile mask
over his face
smile concealed
grandpa not allowed
to get close enough
for the traditional bear...

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If fearing of snakes 
Arm with a pole 
They told
But of this virus 
They remained untold!...

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He was too old
to speak of active hope
for ancient creamy dreams
not yet boldly told

Inviting curious homeless nomads
to imagine what we could become
if we were not...

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“SILENT ONE” – inspired poem
I
Musicians unite for a cause, no cause celebre
But small nursing homes not on maps, or Frail Care facilities -
Magically coaxing ancient...

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Shadow Lights

Have you ever noticed? 
When you sit your hands upon the keys. 
If you close your eyes, 
just right...
not too tight, no peeking, but...

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Call Your Mother

Pick up the phone...
do it now. 
If you can.
Later if you must, 
I trust that you, 
know the difference. 

She never put you...

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The Perfect Christmas Gift

In a small bag, 
made of paper, 
the color of gold, 
old not new...
The handwritten letters, 
of a handful of kids, 
left...

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