Name Relationship Poems

I stand with a treasure map,
no X to mark the spot.
A scattering of clues,
roadmaps of endless dots.

Your name is on an envelope,
surely that’s proof enough?
But...

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Knighthood tale
While we look back at the past 
Great memories keep rushing back 
As today is the joy of many tomorrow
Many yesterdays have no hiding...

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Hold on to your name
If you lose the price baton
You lost the race game....

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I'm stuck living in a town where everyone knows your name,
I don't want to leave my room and be forced to explain.
How do I tell...

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Grandma knitted me and my brother,
he is blue and I am pink.
We fit snug in Sally's shoes, 
off to school or to play we go.
Each...

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Blame it on the train.
Blame it on the rain.
Blame it on your mate,
Who made you late.

Blame it on your car,
That didn't make it very far.
Blame...

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I had an offer to play a game of scrabble online
There was no chatting in the room to give me a sign
about whom my worthy...

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I'm infactuated by the way you say my name
Captivated by this game you said we're playing
I don't know the rules, they seem to change everyday
But...

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I'm scheduled to interview a few applicants for the job of master carpenter, and among them is the name of my ex. hmmm... I can't...

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i guess i own a skeleton
we are about the same size
it has my shape and I have its eyes
and when we are together 
we share...

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(Note: In this abecedarian poem, I redacted the name of the particular denomination to protect the innocent and to universalize the context. Fill in your...

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Unrequited

The things i think about,
never settle below
they float instead
and fester inside
as I pluck your name in the air
a sacred memory folds over
foaming layers, floating vapors
Creating...

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  Met an alien today
    on the way up my driveway

  He shook my hand, said ‘How-do-you-do’
   ...

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My owner isn't a good one.
He forgets to feed me.
We rarely go on walks, let alone play anything together.
I am jealous of the other dogs...

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Beneath the ancient oak tree's shade,
Where wildflowers bloom and rivers wade,
A lover waits, in quiet glade,
For his dear lass, in sunlight bathed.

The lark sings high...

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