Long Shortening Poems

If ever a moment in real life deserved a romantic, melancholy
backing track, it would have been that one ... we'd spent the
entire afternoon at Ferry Beach, sunning and playing frisbee, I
playing guitar, she practicing her...

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(continued from A Year Of Months (January-June)
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/heroic_crown_of_sonnets_-_part_one_772928


A Year Of Months (July-December)

8. July

July now follows summer's song of June;
with sun ablaze, her days are humid, warm.
Great time to languish in the afternoon,
and later, watch an evening...

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It is so hard to let go of love,
lovingly.

It sharks, 
unpeels more gut more quickly
than reel or reeler ever lost
in all those years of lazy inches
in and out:
casting,
winding in and playing out,
hardly fishing, rarely catching
anything
from...

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Pied tidings of suburbian 
Magpies,
Squawking and squabbling,
Quarreling ferociously among 
Themselves - 
Rush to steal
From off the beleaguered bird 
tables,
To the annoyance of all concerned,
A much begrudged meal;
Before scurrying away into 
Unfrequented woodlands,
Marooned like islands in...

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First version 



As Midnight Moon Shines Upon Her Eyes 


In a dream world where fantasies abound 
shall be where my princess is found
Wrapped in her vision an angelic choir
cherubs singing her heart's desire
Her voice soothes...

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I am sad
and need reassurance
this choice was not bad
at the time of searching
Home's new-found voice,
and is not bad
now,
and will not be bad
and sad
in my shortening future.

Diminishing now
into year by year forecasts,
no longer this seventh decade
by...

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Dragon had the acting bug! He wanted that big brass ring.
If the Sheriff of CrazyLand could act, then… so could He!
I told him tryouts for the Wizard of Oz were going on, this week.
So Dragon...

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I.

Beneath the coldest spray of greenish hue 
Solitude lies entombed in rolling waves 
And Death a word we try hard to construe
While staring into depths of azure graves 

Solitude lies entombed in rolling waves 
Speaking...

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I've lain beneath this sugar maple before.
In fact, I know it quite well.
And it's seen me and watched me throughout the seasons.
And it has its own stories to tell.

In Spring, it would hear about all...

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LEAVING BOYHOOD BEHIND


White shirt 'n' school tie to blue-collar, dress-code is changing with age
From schooldays to pay-days, from homework to hard work 
School bells and game playing to work's whistle and wage earning
With new mates,...

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.     The orange and gold leaves are falling, days are shortening, a little more 
everyday. 
The chill in the air and brisk wind tells us to prepare for the cold. Daddy...

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As I fall asleep the delicate icy fingers legato                          ...

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as my pen positions itself
between my fingers  and pillows itself on my hand…
…I know not why I write and still I’ve got to take this poem for a ride….

Thoughts spew inside my head –...

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while atop the surface of planet Earth humanity
     all abustle skittering
     to and fro, hither and yon
engaged in self important activity yielding profits,

    ...

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she asked for a great thyme
a day for festvel and enjoyment
a day to marvel in the creativity
of love
and day for people to come together and celebrate the need
to love


she made beautiful drinks of
cucumber jucies and...

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Grandpa grew hay and corn and vegetables on his farm,
And in the Autumn on bright sunny days we all helped him;
With the gathering, reaping and gleaning to get in the Fall crop,
Then the family gathered...

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THE DEVIL’S POWER

The devil has such power and seems to have control;
He blinds a man with pleasure and sends to doom his soul.
He has such great potential to promote his evil schemes
And fills men’s hearts...

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She said, if I correctly recall,                  
That, for her, a sustaining love is an 
Absolute prerequisite for what...

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the soft breeze of a newborn tree,
blowing softly in the spring,
so young and impressionable,
and easily swayed.
singing a song so simple soon to be changed,
flowers around and good in its heart,
thinking in only the present and...

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I can smell a sweet aroma coming from the kitchen; the fresh ripe smell of cocoa beans stirring in the pot and Italian caffe latte with, vanilla cream running on the top, the flavors of...

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I was born at great heights,
For the peak of morning rays and the glacial snowy nights ,
I never listen to my parents nor their way,
And when my mother holds me I escape and melt away,
At...

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I watched it as it was born in the drenching rains of spring, 
Cool condensation drops left over from winter's cold, 
As it grew and grew and finally pedaled 
Into a white, but, quite young...

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I watched it as it was born in the drenching rains of spring, 
Cool condensation drops left over from winter's cold, 
As it grew and grew and finally pedaled 
Into a white, but, quite young...

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Fear grabs hold of me
Keeping me grounded in place
Like an anchor to a ship
As its dark claws take hold
Clutched tightly around my neck.

My breathing shortening with each breath
Fear begins to squeeze the life out of...

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don't trust anybody
information should be free
well your face
your numbers
your stolen identity
the reason you cant get a credit card
how many people selling themselves to cash in
sold the lies of sex and drugs on parade
stop the charade
nobody...

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