Preschool Poems

The Good,                                      ...Read More

Our life is made up of milestones,                                 ...Read More

A happy go lucky guy was he,   
until the "thread" of bad health set in.      
As the many years passed by,            ...Read More

This world can be a hard cold place,                                ...Read More

Reality is something you rise above,                                  ...Read More

Oh what a beautiful day                                   ...Read More

Here we sit all cold and wet,                                 ...Read More

Remember when we were young,                                   ...Read More

As I slept a spell fell over me                                ...Read More

(This dog was an angel in a fur coat)


Angels come in all shapes and sizes
this one was full of prizes.
An Easter gift,
oh! so soft and not stiff.
Boys got her at the pound,        ...Read More

When I was young,                                    ...Read More

Oh how I want a doggy, 
a bundle of love and fur.                            ...Read More

The music of the clanging from the chilled glass of wine,                             ...Read More

In a Ferris wheel I feel like I can touch the sky,                            ...Read More

When I grow Up,                                    ...Read More

Is it the last call for lonely hearts?                                ...Read More

Love comes in many shapes, sizes and thoughts,
the love of flowers, things, our best pets.
Love may come as that special gift,
the one gift I have wanted or may have been waiting for.
Love is given and received freely by some,
yet required...Read More

Resolutions each January I feel I must do.                                ...Read More

I navigate my computer,                                    ...Read More

Singing birds emerging.
Pretty flowers are blooming.
Rabbits are hopping.
In spring things start living.
Nests of eggs are cracking.
Gardens are now growing.

Written Date: 1/21/2020...Read More

No more poetry,
say it's not so.
How do I live not writing any more, 
no more words and stories to express.
No more rhymes,
to pass my time.
How about acrostic,
running down the side.
Free verse loved by all,
it is now all gone.
No more poetry,...Read More

All the birthday boys,                                    ...Read More

Small fortune already spent
to maintain 2009 Hyundai Sonata
(pray cuz I love genii, or even mirthful
teletubby heaven sent)
compromising financial means to pay rent,

telecommunications service provider (Verizon),
electric company (PECO), sparking pent
up rage against the machine money meant
to buffer panic attacks
springing up like...Read More

Biological parents minted circa December 1st, 1957

Amelie Beth Harris
fresh out womb blurted "ahoy"
melded as genetic
deoxynucleic acid alloy
awkward first time parents

natural affection did employ
Boyce and Harriet Harris
shed tears of joy,
and feted yearly birthdays,

thus much appreciation ye did buoy
bestowed unconditional love,
thus tis...Read More

Even if yours truly could repeat every grade...

Without fail, I would flunk preschool
farcical scenario aside
truthfully, metaphorically, emphatically
resigned to life as replayed
male live violent scullery maid
forced to spend existence locked
within veritable grotesque
dragon filled dungeon paid

existential dues many times over
horrible nightmarish masquerade
eternal...Read More