Sea Grandparents Poems

I love hearing stories,
stories from my grandparents.
They love to tell stories,
stories from many years ago.
Grandma tells about bread,
when black showed up they would cut if off.
Then...

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This was last Christmas - 39 days ago - doesn’t that seem like ancient history? 

We were in Lisa’s (parent’s) 50th floor flat, in Manhattan....

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Diamonds and pearls twinkle in the moonlight,

Lost in a labyrinth of their own design, 

The last of their kind.


I hurry through the maze,

In an futile...

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“We have a surprise for you!” They told their grandchildren who were staying with them for a few nights.  “We guarantee you’ll be amazed…it...

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Freedom 

I can go outside. 
I can go inside. 
I can climb a mountain, 
or swim in the sea. 

Freedom. 

I am free....

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Pandora's Equation
 
The box was beautiful. 
It held everything ugly in one place. 
It was meant to be a prison, 
to create safety on the...

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we stopped the car on the corner, about a minute or two and through the wet window we watched the movement of that ordinary afternoon,...

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SWEET MEMORIES OF MY EARLY CHILDHOOD

              How Sweet To The Heart Are...

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Gramps had a Sunday rite,
It was quiet, perhaps trite. 
In his chalice a Bloody Mary,
As solemn as a seminary.

Took the goblet and a crank,
To his...

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Silent Wisdom

Did you see?
Did you look?
What do think?
They are so…   …   ?

Words heard directly, 
indirectly or by accident, 
but never by...

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Rain

As I set here quiet, 
I gather my thoughts. 
I pray without the pomp...
of a beginning or an end. 
As He is always with me....

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One Nation Under God

From sea to shining sea, 
manifest destiny. 
Every American third grader,
from 1960 and before, 
could recite all the most important facts, 
and...

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The Crowned Dead

The growing of green things, 
should concern all of us. 
The fires burning in far lands, 
can still reach US(a). 
There are all...

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It was back in the 1920s that
Harold Welsner brought his fiancé home,
to show the family his lovely Sandra,
blue-eyed beauty, auburn hair, and small bones.

He wanted...

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One More

Raise the curtain, 
I am ready. 
Let's write and read together, 
for hours without end. 
Dressing up in costumes, 
singing crazy shanties, 
or Round...

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