The traffic cop told me you’re in for a fine
You should not dishonour the speed limit sign
Which made little sense
My driving license
Said, (in black and white) tear along dotted line
Categories:
permitted, car,
Form: Limerick
A love lives inside
a tiny thought
that’s born inside
my heart each day
She’s more than a
memory, and a valued
part of the joy that
in my world stays
And the thought of
her is like the sun
which at the break
of dawn does rise
For just as the sun
shines its first
golden rays, in that
same way does shine
her eyes
And the thought is
a valued treasure
full of true love’s
eternal bliss
The thought will daily
cause deep hunger and a
desperate need to taste
of my love’s kiss
As she lives within
my many thoughts of
her which come alive
each new day…
She is the love,
the only love that
inside my heart is
permitted to stay.
Categories:
permitted, appreciation, desire, devotion, i
Form: Free verse
I.
They are too much supper
And never enough. The stomach
Drops as does a basket of apples too heavy for the
Hands that carry it. Yet, each green orb is
So delightful, that to pluck even one from
Its woven nest seems wasteful.
I do not intend to feed the birds.
II.
Intensity of Romantic Hope never comes
To dinner without her companion, Fear of Rejection.
Their arms link in reluctant solidarity, and
Are perhaps the archetype for co-dependency.
Together they feed Anxiety, which is
Cyanide for hope, but Trust is
In the orchard climbing
Apple trees and filling baskets,
Her pockets, and
Calls down to her companions to
Bring the wheelbarrow too.
Categories:
permitted, nature,
Form: Free verse
Spooling southward on shattered wing-
I ache to fold from life’s cruel sting!
(I’d rather die, than say goodbye)
Because I can’t repent this suffering
(A reinvention of 'No Assembly Required')
Categories:
permitted, death, farewell, flying, metaphor,
Form: Rhyme
He stood upon my porch
Poised and ready to knock
Yet, I had to open the door
Before his hand hit the surface
I immediately greeted him,
Asking him to enter, take refuge
From the seasons brutality
“Kind sir?” he started with a whisper
“Why have you allowed me loneliness in the cold?”
I have seen his face many times
But never before now, have I allowed him entrance
I replied, “It was fear, fear for that I did not do, ever before”
“It is with fear now, that I permit thee warmth,
Fear that if I didn’t, all my chances would be gone”
He smiled, placing a hand, gently on mine and saying,
“Fear not, for your heart has always held compassion,
It is with choice that you now share it. May the love
Of the season now keep you warm and know
The new year will be an even better one for you”
With that, he bid farewell and left.
Upon returning to my window later
I could see his footprints leading from my door
To the neighbors and to the many beyond.
Christmas had come in the form if this stranger
Who we actually always knew our whole lives.
Categories:
permitted, holiday, hopefear, new year,
Form: Free verse