Long Driveways Poems

Each year as Christmas rolls around, as I buckle under the pressure and stress of shopping for gifts for people that already  have everything, I find myself remembering that Christmas of 1954.

Dad had joined...

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"2020 Hindsight Collaboration"  Posted 4 Jan 2021

new year's resolutions      things that go in one year and out the other

I resolve to avoid all fatty and unhealthy...   ...

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An eggplant need not taste nor look like egg,
Nor in a hamburger ham need be there,
Where's pine, apple in pineapple, I beg?
Nor yet french-fries in France invented were.
They native are— American pure blood,
Wherein was born...

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How much pain,
Can one take?
How much rain,
Floods the lake?
How much before the damn breaks?

How long does immortality last?
While we believe we cannot die,
Before life takes us to task,
And we realize we’re living a lie.
We can...

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Exercising belief about unknowns.
Makes sense to take your best guess.
Using history, numbers, extrapolation.
Getting the trajectory right for re-entry.
Few dissenters left for climate change, evolution.
Nuclear power brings a process to earth
that occurs only in space. Dangerous
but...

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Often after the fallen snow is swept, glory
Is found when the treading surface is clear.
A light dusting is a breeze to remove. For heavy slush I trade
My broom for a shovel. It is foolhardy to...

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.          We worked it out on paper and realized if we saved our ten cents a week allowance, 
it would take years to pay for them,...

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No matter that the mailman stops or not.
I still put on my heavy jacket, 
Tug on my boots and woolen gloves.
Give an unspoken invitation
To my ol’ shaggy shepherd,
Who arthritically arises, stretches, yawns
Pads to the door...

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I was born in a snow storm,
and for that very reason I seem to love winter
with all the lovely filigree snowflakes falling
from the sky.
           ...

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I was momentarily saddened by the news I heard
About my neighbor living across the street
I was sorry to learn about the condition he had
Even though after ten years we never did meet

Then days turned into...

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Under The Ducky Moon

The Winter had been Harsh, Harsher than Most. Now cabin fever had taken its toll.
I was beginning to act a little bit weird, but so were others I know.
Then suddenly the sun...

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Cold winds, the assassins of startled vegetation,
blow in with late autumn. Snow arrives 
to cover the terrain with blankets 
of white, pristine feathery snow; meanwhile,
some bodies of water turn into ice.
As the sun hangs low...

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It started with a news report,
where a well-dressed man did exhort
that everyone should stay inside,
big thunderstorms were on the fly.
A curving arc across the map,
and the danger that comes with that,
not whirling clouds that rip...

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the sun exposed
above mountain's edge
through the folds
of dawn's rise
carmine sky erupts
mimicking fire
that burns beneath

in the crisp morning 
the earth gasps in breaths
of pallid air
as it rises from the cracks
of asphalt and dirt
the smell of sulfur...

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(Thy lovely lasses unwittingly 
unstintingly unexpectedly 
taught me selflessness)

Every Holiday time each year, 
a rocketing increase asper
doling out Uriah Heap ping 
largesse imposed upon each
citizen banker (coerced, forced, 

induced to buy baubles,
bibelot, curios, et cetera...

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It started with the freezing rain,
the curse of winter time,
turning all into slick black glass
on every road you find.

Then came on all the pelting sleet,
pins and needles outside,
you can hear it as it hits home,
adding...

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Life is just one big paradox, 
endless space, but we're locked in a box. 
We park in our driveways, 
and drive on the parkways. 

We build smaller computers to hold more information, 
we talk less,...

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Renegade realtor dealt only with sellers sincere 
Harried under hammer results which rich revere
Assured Lofty turned over listings like sausages
Heat applied seared buyers, hankering hostages


Canvassing coast, reframed aim purely at the top
Invisible neighbour circular driveways,...

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The Old House and the New Home
©2011 C. Brent Cloyd

I’ve lived in houses in the country side
There with my family I did abide
By the dust and gravel of a country road
Much pride was taken in...

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Honestly, I am so in my feels today. If you are reading this, my love extends to you. Ok, lets goo... I wrote some of this poem outside. I am writing outside more often, exploring...

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I begin again 
on the same path I take every day, 
past the familiar fences, hedges 
and duck under the same
sag of overhanging trees. 
Past the house 
with the sociopathic dog,
the cottage still hung
with christmas...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twenty-One

Meantime the Faithful gathered for prayer sans delusions
His Holiness excused himself for the usual ablutions --
The Commandant backtracked to an official car for pow-wow --
Lights dimmed as indoor...

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He loved her,
she was blind and loved someone else
who did not love her back.
He truly loved her,
but she held him as just a friend;
nothing more than that unwanted title.
He loved her,
soon he'd relize she wasn't...

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Some of the neighbors
Complain about the house across from me
It stands apart
From the neat lawns
Wide driveways 
And picket fences.

Some say 
The people who live there
Inherited the house from their parents 
Years and years ago
When the...

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Winter has come and snowflakes fly
In winds beyond normality 
Creating drifts above one’s head,
Exercising muscles

To get our driveways cleared of snow,
The walkway and our doorways too
Around the house, the shed and all
After the storm has...

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