Long Louisa Poems

I bow down to the great Dickens
Whose name has touched every soil,
And whose art has touched every soul,
His  art "Hard Times" has travelled far and wide
When at last built it's castle at Sherubtse college,
Fortuitous...

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(autobiographical)


I was barely eight before mother died
When Gerald was happy and not as reduced
When he was the loved son
The child with a loving home.

From aunt to aunt I learned to live
Out of the anger of...

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Miss Kelsey Louisa is only 5 years old.

but she’s figuring out a lot of things about life.

		she knows more than when she was only 4 years old.


Kelsey knows about love.

	it’s the way her dog Sandy...

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What do girls do who haven't any mothers to help them through their troubles? - Louisa May Alcott


Wherever my heart has gone,
Whatever my soul has known,
She has been there, like the sun – 
Shining love,...

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We are friends for… I forgot already, sometime almost 5 years or more than 5 I don’t know
She told me that she does not have a close friend
I thought I didn’t but there are my...

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I love how life in the midst of its wars, its killings, 
its behaviors so thoughtless and vile
will set set aside a moment every now and then
a moment to make us smile.

Little Women is a...

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I'm naked underneath these clothes I wear
I'm cold and in need of a blanket
I walked down the street to where I was grown
saw the Mickey Mouse Rock & Louisa May Alcott stone
I stood on the...

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Horse


Sixteen point three hands high sparkled with sparkles
with a sparkling bay colour covering his coat
shimmering in even the darkest of the darkles
every part of him had a shimmering mote
a white mane that shines with shinning...

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"Up at dawn, the dewy freshness of the hour, the morning rapture of the birds, the daily miracle of sunrise, set her heart in tune, and gave her Nature's most healing balm."   ...

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Our Little Group
   by Bob (Robert) Moore © 2016
I love to read the poetry, 
the verse, the rhyme, the symmetry
it’s there for all the world to see, 
I love to read the poetry

We...

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life itself is an ocean

full of whales and sharks

sometimes swimming, sometimes sailing

sometimes surviving in an ark

don't be scared John Henry

just avoid the guns and knives

stay away from jealous men

and don't look at their wives 

don't...

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The Martin Handcart Company endured
a frightful winter in their journey west.
Yet through it all, they would not be deterred,
for with strong faith and hope these Saints were blessed.

Louisa Mellor, in her journal, gave
accountings of their...

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A rich tapestry of colors light up her name
With hues of lilac and crimson in a soft flame
Whispering of the rich and brilliant praises
Her words have obtained with their phrases

Flowing across the page like a...

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My neighbor wants to see her photo,
But I do not let her peek as it develops, 
because I did that with my cousin Louisa Annabelle. 

Louisa Annabelle was horrified as the Polaroid darkened up. 
She...

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I kept the stegosaurus hidden because I do not trust neighbors
They call if the cat jumps over the fence
Police have been here twice about me putting my garbage out
ten minutes early
I bought Steggie off a...

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pouring rooibos tea for no one
  but me.
    the high whistle would not
      be a sound
        if it was...

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Number I of the Jennifer 


My heart-beats race in glee
As blood surges through nerves and veins
While I behold with bliss sweet Jennifer.

There she jumps like a bee in spring-
Here she laughs with Louisa at her...

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Prolonged agony...
it hung on him like a dead weight.
You'd think Marley had come back for a visit...
was there no escape?

It went after him like a ravenous wolf,
tore him up from the inside,
till his ashes were...

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There is one in every family.
Someone determined to be mad.
Not diabolically crazy or fun-loving or whimsically mad.
Angry, hateful, grousing, pouting mad.

Ours is named Louisa, and she is a professional.
She attempts to ruin every family dinner.
Storming...

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     Louisa the artificial squeeza,
     Lived for the moment,
     When people called her name.

     Founded on the belief.
 ...

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Fairies among the leaves were happy.
Morning wind gently rocked them to and fro,
Upon the dewy grass, butterflies spread
their gay wings  then flew
among the flowers to peep at them.

On a silvery mushroom little cakes of...

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Death sips bad coffee in the waiting room
His promise, a beacon to guide from the gloom
As Louisa prepares for her cruel legacy
She speaks deceit almost fluently

Dazed eyes glaze over as dawn light creeps
Black heart still...

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