Later Poems

Later in life

If later in life you find regret for all that's done or not yet done,  find the strength to realise,  it took great courage to establish one,  for not all things are human bound, some are holy like angels prayer,  and when you go to cross on over,  the rest

Hurricane Katrina - 20 years later

On August 29, 2005, Hurricane Katrina stormed through New Orleans and Louisiana. The only difference was, in New Orleans (intentional or not), the levees broke. The flood waters flooded the 9th ward and most of the city causing tremendous flooding, devastation, destruction, damages, desertion, depression, dislocation, death and more. It was a world wide wake

Worry about it later

Braving all odds she dares
step out into the rain sans umbrella
~ hair will surely pay dearly



Wordku: 5-7-5 words

AP: Honorable Mention 2025

in progress- to be completed at a later date

.                                               "Hello Bird" I said.......
    

'Give Peace a Chance' 55 Years Later

  ~ To the tune of John Lennon and Yoko 
     Ono's 1969 song, 'All We are Saying is
            Give Peace a Chance' ~

 
     Diversity and equity
       Nothing

To be posted later

Leaving blanks for contest inspired or journal poems

When It Counts

Not now
Too busy
Much to do
Lot on my plate
Later
Later
Later
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe next week
Maybe on the weekend
Maybe if I can find the time
Later
Later
Later
Got important things to do
Gotta concentrate
Gotta focus
Got too much going on
Later
Later
Later
When there’s time
When I get a minute
When I can
When I have the energy
Later
Later
Later
I’ll be there when it matters
When it’s important
When it counts
You can depend on me!
Later.

Set Me Free

Set me free to love again—
You’re holding me much too tight.
And if you won’t turn me loose,
I think I’ll lose my mind.

Because you don’t really love me,
But you hold me anyway.
You refuse to set me free—
Just something that you own.

I’ll try again later.
Some other day, perhaps.
Right now I’m much too tired,
And don’t feel all that

Later ---

I Like The
AWARENESS,
You Know,
That We've
Made Out
Of Man...

Oh, Yeah,
Me Too...
And, He
Thinks He
KNOWS
EVERYTHING!

Yeah Yeah!
All The Time!

Man-Kind!

Hee-Hee...

Horribly Funny!

Yeah, It Is
FUNNY,
Though.

-Gray Squirrel

06-23-2025

149 poems later

149 poems later, one can still trace you in my poems
I wrote you carefully in metaphors and words that scream
In the anagram that holds your lovely name
 
149 poems later I’m still stuck in this hedge maze life
I try to cut my wrist and let my tears speak the unspoken
I’ll try to cut the ones

Better Get Going

Better Get Going

I better get started
Time is running out
The sooner I get started
The better the poem should be
I’d have been better off starting earlier
But I am a procrastinator so I am never better at poetry
Maybe today I will be better off writing later
But then again, I probably won’t be better
I better hurry, my time is

45 years later

Monday
Exactly 45 years in Australia.
In bitter cold Melbourne Victoria.
Came here with few clothes in a tiny luggage.
Now 4 & a half decades later,
Collected lot of baggages.
Some are still good, others are quite damaged.
Was single with bright future.
Met friends here and there, but not dating till 7 years later.
Engaged and called off the wedding to the

Sixty Years Later

    America plagued by terror
      Murder and hate wherever you turn

    Country gone the way of Watts, ‘65
      ~ “Burn, baby burn”

One New Year Later

The stores closed early. 
It snowed last year.
There’s not much else to it. 

A New Year. 
Resolutions. 
Like running in a field. 
We run slowly. 
It snows in the field. 

The stores open back up. 
The snow melts for now. 
I used to like January. 
I forgot how to like January. 

It had been a

Many British thermal units later

Many British thermal units* later

Vice linkedin to carnal flesh this writer, 
(a married heterosexual doofus, – 
whose alter egos 
named and highlighted courtesy 
Gallant and Goofus) attones
to heat these lovely bag of bones
amazingly graceful human specimen
more so than required to generate clones,
whose jibber-jabber feeble poetic words
crafted for no particular rhyme nor reason 
analogous to babbling

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