The Wrong Train
...London fog, harshly early with strained warning,
Looms all over the image of the hectic city
There’s the smell of mists and the taste of
Frozen rain gathered before dawn.
Pulses brake and start,
...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
risers, city, journey, london,
Form: Free verse
Even If Man’s Blind
...Descending s p l a s h infuses brook.
Falling from on high, cockcrow skies.
E a r l y risers, on boat, take l o o k.
O bittersweet g r a c e …angels’ sighs.
P a i n t e d hues, ...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
risers, imagery,
Form: Rhyme
BIRD MUSIC
...
This poem as usual a little verbose…(filled with too many words)
was written this morning listing to the music of 24 different birds
BIRD MUSIC
If I had to choose my favorite musical instr...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
risers, bird, music,
Form: Rhyme
Morning People
...If you’re a morning person,
Then you wake before the dawn
And thus, it’s dark outside
When blinds are raised or drapes undrawn.
The city’s very magical
When most of it’s asleep.
It’s relative...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
risers, morning,
Form: Rhyme
Break of Dawn
...
Morning glory bud
Begins to unfurl.
An Eagle flies high
In the morning sky.
Aspen leaves rustle,
Stirred by the wind.
Hope floats above
Feeling refreshed,
Joy swirls within.
...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
risers, animal, imagery, morning, sound,
Form: Diminished Hexaverse
Star Drifter
...Getting to tomorrow
on stairs of yesterday
Each tread of my reluctance
on risers of today
Promising me nothing
but wisdom from afar
Chasing reams of broken dreams
— adrift among the stars
...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
risers, star,
Form: Rhyme
Appetite
...The morning started with the sound of thin raindrops beating on the roof and water trickling from the pipe is a sign of life.
The dogs were out and about creating mutiny in the little town. The ea...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
risers, animal, business, butterfly, change,
Form: Narrative
Witchs Frog Tree
...Your Christmas tree looks like it is made of real frogs! I told the witch.
It is, she assured me. They are standing on circular risers.
Want to hear them sing?
I don’t think that is necessary, I s...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
risers, 10th grade, 4th grade,
Form: Free verse
kitty cat Christmas Tree
...Mewing and meowing commenced right away
The second they built a kitty cat Christmas tree that day
Yawning and sleeping happened in every kitty slot.
Some of them fell off their risers, it happened...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
risers, cat,
Form: Rhyme
Early Risers
...Too early in the morning,
Wet nose on mine,
It's not time!
The suns not up,
Cold outside,
Yes, I know you are alive!
Scratch your tummy?
It's too early dummy!
Oh, alright!
...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
risers, 9th grade, dog, fun,
Form: Free verse
Trees
...Of course, with trees
size, canopy and trunk
are all the visual rage
under-looked the hidden
page, the rich story
of roots – a vast network
of quietly, dutifully serving
like the people of...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
risers, humanity, sky, spiritual, tree,
Form: Free verse
Staircase
...Bare wood creaked
a hand polished rail glistened
the texture of the risers
caressed her feet
each step
a staircase stanza
an elegant entrance
ballet-like
balancing
cold ground
a short dance...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
risers, irony,
Form: Free verse
Easter Sunrise
...EASTER SUNRISE
Outside, perfect Sunrise
Service. The air’s so fresh.
Pastel dresses, pretty ties.
Resurrection from the creche.
Birth and rebirth celebrated.
Jesus - our Dayspring on High.
...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
risers, christian, easter,
Form: Quatrain
White Sky White Chairs
...two white chairs sit waiting for the newlyweds in cabin sixty-two
they sleep late, most of us early risers now realize
gorgeous Bahama waters are bright turquoise this morning
tasty bacon smells w...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
risers, beach,
Form: Narrative
Leaving Tennessee
...Time is vertical in motels,
it travels red-eyed in elevators.
It’s an out of sequence conversation
you have with an ice bucket.
Barefoot hours drop their hairballs into air-ducts,
spindrifts of ...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
risers, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Related Poems