Mother Iambic Pentameter Poems

Winter
Winter glows, it's drifts, it's plains, soft and white.
It's cold belies a threat to all, fear it!
It's there come night or day death don't forget!
Wrap...

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I smiled at you as you sang Christmas song
you stood enthronged by others, bringing cheer
my heart was sad; it thought of all that's wrong
and why...

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Blood and Envy - A Cautionary Christmas Poem
By Jude S. Walko 

Twas some time after All Hallows Eve.
The roof started to leak like a sieve.
But...

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      FETUS
She wasn't swayed from how she set her mind,
but in a way, her heart was of a kind
that loved...

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The cable car proceeds, its old motif
on slender wire eyed by waiting queue -
So much it seems depends on thin belief -
We flew upon anonymous...

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We are all equal, though they say you lad
who do they think they are they're not my dad,
on battle fields we live or die the...

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I have her nineteen fifties' Trifari
     fine costume jewelry, which I hold dear,
since my sweet mom bequeathed it all to me;
...

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Under the twilit moon she sat and thought,
why on earth her mother and dad fought.
Wishing she never heard the angry words,
through the pain she knew...

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Oh tell me where they are, the ones I miss
The ones I long to touch with ardent kiss
Where are the ones my heart is longing...

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In Chibok once, I met a maid, three hundred was her name.
Brim-filled with hope and not afraid, her life like sheets was plain.
She had a...

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Ride, ride, ride thou figure from the East
In thy curse hath many a mother wept
On thy brow the furrows of distant steppes
Yield unto a steely...

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A candle is lit in the forest of song,
Where the witches come out in the glen;
And the nightingales dance,
As if in a trance,
All watched by...

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The drum, the drum, the Druid in the East
The daylight shattering the glass of night
Behold the mead and cake that form the feast
Behold the glorious...

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For all the night she trod the furrowed earth
As she has walked all winter in her wake
In seeking for the child she brought to birth
The...

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     CELTIC MOON
Tonight the dead, rise up into the dark of night,
and make their way led by the Druids' burning light;
there's...

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 Warning, this poem is dark. It is inspired by the  Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer.

Gather around and hear of the strange day,
When three...

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MIGHTY and UNAFRAID

Master wind is singing a lullaby
Luscious limbs of the trees waving up high
Outstretched are her arms reaching every heights
Swirling free on downy clouds...

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      FETUS
She wasn't swayed from how she set her mind,
but in a way, her heart was of a kind
that loved...

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A wife of noble character,
Is guerdon from the hand of God.
She works all day with eager hands,
Invests herself in every job.

She is not proud but...

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Upon the highest branch, glistened with dew, 
Of the strongest oak in a forest, dense, 
There rests a songbird of divine essence, 
With a song...

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