History Personification Poems

A scarlet-throated hummingbird, betrayed,
commences the annual rite of packing his nest,
in response to whimsical winds' pirouette
and the capricious moods of weather's ballet.

Distant friends once conspired...

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  A red-throated hummingbird, betrayed,
begins the annual rite of packing up his nest, 
in response to the mercurial spinning of winds, 
and the twisted...

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I will never forget the day about
a year ago, I returned to a place
that used to be my house and home.

With my bride of 50...

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I am the air talking, I want to remind you that breathing is important,
in Canada, the Indigenous People consider me sacred,
and have appointed themselves...

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Trustworthy cane, beside me rests so near,
A steadfast friend, in every weather clear.
Through rain or shine, it lights my way,
A loyal guide, night and day.

In...

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HI STORY of a HILL

They grazed their sheep upon my grass*
So many centuries in the past

In feudal times,a monastery of hope
'Til King Henry divorced the...

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Train Station Landmark --- my significant worth
I’m blissful to fulfill my role in this Earth
witnessing triumphant transit endeavor
done along prudent and diligent fervor.

Our country’s national*...

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By definition, Mr. Contradiction asserts the contrary or deny the truth of something. He admittedly is hypocritical and controversial, and most often, he refuses to...

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CRY FOR ME                      ...

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if history were to write itself
its big feet it would not pen
the big mouth it would seal
its dim eyes it would brighten
and the relatives all...

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On this quiet Sunday morn, just about a minute or two ago,             ...

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I transformed Iowa’s meadows and forests overnight
Changing her children’s delight at first snow to fear of the cold
Gloating and laughing, I introduced some to frost...

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Starry Night by Van Gogh




I am celestial fire, 
a balance of gas and gravity, 
twinkling for you.
I am Illumination in a pool of origins, 
...

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Dear July Fourth,

When I was a kid, I thought so much of you,
And every year I looked forward to your arrival.
To be honest, at the...

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Why me?  Alone.
At edge
Of decimated deciduous
Sanctuary destroyed.
I long for boughs
Now taken
Ringed history
Sacrificed
On the altar
Of a paved future.
I am the hope
Of a backyard rope swing
A...

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