Long Bookmarks Poems

On reflection, a shining  mirror lays my core ethos bear,
inkling etched on mien can’t escape deep probing,
tilted jaw, gleaming eyes, vivacious aspect,
express an ardent quest for exponential flourish,
in this life of mine, and its...

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Have you ever pondered
shadows are made of 
softness, they are not 
hard surfaced like 
those of us existing 
outside of the white noise

unable to grasp -

the invisible, 
that speak meaning to us, 
whispering their sagacious...

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"Wolves"



Pulchritude is not a beautiful word.

Dark can be beautiful
when walking with wolves
hearing their stories
sad songs of love lost 
soft they begin 
and then hungry
for the essential missing elemental,
they can be heard harshly calling, 
after a...

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Title 3/ Confluence Quote:  Forget injuries, never forget kindnesses. Confucius

In the poetic story of my life, 
I hesitate and ponder 'don't be so obvious,'
but whatever I am thinking - becomes a poem.

Sometimes life hurts, when lost upon crossroads of fate,
until those...

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Pages turn thin, thin as the plot thickens
Thinning knowledge as ignorance quickens
Spines crack from hunger, hunger for minds
Cracking under pressure of different kinds

Books starve for attention, attention spans wane
Starving for readers in this digital rain
Covers...

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In the silence of a frozen morning, when the cold weaves its crystal cloak over the world,
I will never say "I love you," not because I don't feel it, but because those words,
Thrown like coins...

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The parched sycamore leaf
Walked across the patio
Past the portal of my dwelling

The alder slab was immobilized
By a decorative door stopper
Arranged to let the warm
November day work its way in

I snapped out of the life I...

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There will be times
A brilliant sunset
when I will
A microphone 
see something,
The scent of lilacs
smell something,
A roaring fireplace
hear something, 
A starry sky 
taste something,
A full moon 
touch something...
A big snowstorm
reminders of you...
A walk at the seashore...

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They visit your home on a cold, rainy day
To tickle your thoughts in a most pleasing way
The stories they tell are the bookmarks of time 
They fill in your day with a clever new rhyme

They...

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Barreling down the mountain of forgetfulness, 
I raced to Wal-Mart for that last minute gift.  
We’ve not seen his children since Christmas.
Despite their quicksand of un-thankfulness, 
I want him to have something for this...

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In the hallowed halls of college,
Where dreams bloomed like wildflowers,
I walked with a pencil in my pocket,
And a book cradled close to my heart.

My friends, oh dear companions,
We laughed under ancient oaks,
Shared secrets in dimly...

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This poem is about a place,
  I-Pod Granny and "Good-Friend".
  Shawn, Britney and Nurse,
  You'll think it will never end!
   
  The place is MD Anderson.
  It's a...

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Quick as a click, it was there on the screen
Quick as a click, like a gift, like a dream
The power I had, oh the power I held
The power was something quite out of this world
.
To...

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In my mother's eyes I see my hero
I know fear is far at bay
In her eyes I feel protection
In her smile I see my face

Cause She has loved me first
before anybody else
She carried me till...

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Seasons have more reasons  
to celebrate an innovative artist  
who speaks in colorful dialects—  
when abstract silence kicks in  
and suffocates the petals dried  
and left as bookmarks  
within...

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THE FLYING NUN

Disposed to high speed,
   the rushing air through her covering —
      to the police, known as “The Flying Nun”
       ...

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Dirty windows and broken hearts, like books left open on the table,
On silent streets where morning and night share their last pages,
A generation of brave souls, seeking light between the lines of the day,
Heavy judgments...

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In my mother's eyes I see my hero
I know fear is far at bay
In her words I feel protection
In her smile I see my face

Because She has loved me first
before  anybody else
She  carried...

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Achieve greatness by running a race.
Break sound barriers- just go to outer space!

Climb a mountain to get a good workout.
Deliver a speech- you'll probably have to shout...

Earn some money by helping clean up.
Film a video...

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my shadow is a brick wall blocking your love
the heart protection i now need now that i know
choices have consequences that do not wear masks
the next step can either be cantankerously contagious or magnificently medicinal

my...

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In my mother's eyes
I see my hero
I know fear is far at bay
In her eyes I feel protection
In her smile I see my face

Cause she has loved me first
before anybody else
She carried me till the...

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In place of bookmarks or
turning the corner of the
many empty pages of my
autobiography

I so wish to fill in to 
commemorate the journey
and story of my life thus far

I choose to use 
crestfallen autumnal leves 
i...

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When Freedom Grows Cold
(not a nice poem)

One day the dogs will not bark. 
I/we will not be ready, 
as they will have failed...
to do all that was needed, 
and asked of them. 
Perhaps not their...

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Book nerds enter
at your own risk
foot tap…which way to go
to dash away
down the stairs
to thumb the stacks and stacks

The major place is free
but book nerds long
to own a thousand
million - hug
them all with roving fingers
and...

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A meadow is described as an open grassland with non-woodsy plants
but the garden bird carrying rose seeds from afar was wild and free 
unbeknownst to him, a rose drooped into his bird seed-- to share,
plus...

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