Long Cardigan Poems

It was a short walk I intended to take
To while away time that I did not have
For I had lots on my mind and hands 
So off I went anyway and I was glad of...

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One Step from the Fire

Martha lounges in her rocking chair book in knotted hand in her studio

On the wall a poster of Chipperfield Circus whom she had wanted to join

Just above a small marble statue...

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To: My Grandpa
~1918-2016~

Grandpa was sharp as a whistle up until the very end. Old age and time passing just took a toll on his poor body. Ninety eight sure is a long life to have...

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Was never sure whether or not to laugh, smile or cry when
auntie came to tea, a matriarch she, wearing white gloves
plus purple cardigan - seven buttons tidy, top one below chin,
and a black beret perched precariously...

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In the small town that I grew up as a child, streets were neat and prim.
Trees lined up in rows of green statuesque figures. Children playing, riding bicycles, roller skating in the warm summer breeze....

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A plate smashes against the kitchen wall
In the middle of another Sunday lunch war
For a moment I feel as if I'm not really there
As I stop and stare at this world I live in
But do...

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All preparation had been completed
The big night was finally here
At three in the afternoon I went to dress rehearsal
Stood on the Gaiety stage for the first time  - I didn’t have any fear!
Three lovely...

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3/20/22


Going at an alarming speed
Taxes and parking fees
Across uncharted seas
I'm in the presence of sharks and trees
Keeping any B.S. far from me
Among constant conflict and chaos, I've only partially
Found harmony
It all use to dishearten me
Experienced...

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The lighthouse shivered in relentless gales on its rocky foundation

Stood the test of time but now it seemed that the clock had gone back

The keeper was sidelined to retire in the Sea Mission’s Nursing Abode

Had...

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HEARTBEAT (from a guy's perspective)
~Ayesha choudhary. 


I left a peice of myself that day when i said goodbye. 
heart a little heavy, 
holding myself together with bundles of lies.

lookin' at you last time,
memorizing you like my favorite...

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The nervous man
Slight awkward stance
Waiting for a train
Talking to the rain

Is he mad?
Is he sad?
A broken heart?
How many times has his life been torn apart?

He doesn’t fit in
Fashion and style were never his thing
His glasses,...

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My hot ice, my sprinter-Turtle, purple rose and my wife,
your creation puzzles nature as every cell in you gives comfort.
So cheerful you are, that your shadow has a dimple
you shed a tear and oxygen pulls...

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Jonathan sits close to the fireplace
mantle piece adorned with nativity scene
a crucifix is dangling from a rusty nail
cold as winter can be 
there is no money for a few logs
and the electricity meter
has eaten his...

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The words on the next page of the letter
show us one possibility
The coincidence and inevitability of ease
Watching fireworks from an apartment balcony at night
Milk eats the sun rising over the city by the sea
You take...

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Everyone has ample Apple Annie needs,
caramel candied covered heart cravings
But, at what cost 
does one pay the price to receive?
I’m holding on to my precious pennies,
keeping my copper Cupid thoughts 
in my Cardigan cardiac pocket
Always...

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My mind a thick fog, a thick fog so deep, 
it threatens to submerge my thoughts. 
I know not why, or how, or even who,
for the fog makes me it's puppet. 
It stutters and now...

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A long sleeved sweater is far more applicable than a cardigan in a heat wave located in the bathroom. But falling snowflakes from showerheads is an uneven crust upon tiles. See now the little flea...

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TONY THE PONY

Last weekend our friends invited us
To their farm,
And we were introduced, to their 
New pony, who had delectable charm.
His name was Tony,
Such a handsome pony,
I noticed him from afar,
And on his forehead, he...

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The "blank space" on this page is waiting "for you,"
invisible as the "yesterday" we knew.

"All too well," silence swells as a submerged sponge.
Tears, like "midnight rain," continue to plunge.

"Come in with the rain," then bid...

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If I were that rose
[purple]from the breath of may,
I would preach love
not the blood of heartbreaks.

If I were that rose
my necter I shall give freely,
and not as a loan
given to the poor out of greed.

If...

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I button up my cardigan
The weather's closing in.
I'm follically challenged,
not my hairline, but my skin..

As the clouds begin to gather
and wind whips up to boot..
I twist my collar skyward..
deploy my bumbershoot.

And so.. I hurry past...

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Stupid Things People Say.
.
Stupid things people say
I hear them every day
.
Is it the weather or me?
How do you want your tea
In or out
Well it make more sense to have it in a cup 
To me
.
Is...

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The wind blowing through your 
hair, 
Hits my face from the same 
direction.
I brush the hair out of my eyes 
So I can keep them on you.
You're so beautiful to me.
I can see your lips moving, 
But I...

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we paraded behind him

he in a fawn casual jacket
military badge right breast pocket
over a maroon v neck cardigan
even in summer 
dark blue trousers
sharp crease
hands behind back
hair neatly slicked down -
  stiffly upright

me next aged...

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LOVE’S MEMORY-A STRUCTURED PROSE
Two hearts as one,with love held dear,
each others secrets to confide,needs and
desire to never hide,love-lines to share,
tribulations together to bear.Each other
in submission lean,sacramental in unison
of love’s mutual bond.


INNOCENT NAIVETY-A STRUCTURED PROSE
Love has...

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