Roger Poems - Poems about Roger

... ~ for J.M. Barrie ~ I’ll wait … you know I will - I’ll wait for you … here … but not a single instant longer than forever I’ll ply the puffy sky for the breath of you (for that world w......Read the rest...

...Missives on Time I am writing this missive at the age of sixty-seven years, seven months, twenty-five days, two hours and eight minutes of time on Earth. As I record my thoughts about time, I wonde......Read the rest...

...The Gift By – Roger White Each year, there is moment when I must sit alone in the dark dread of a cold winter night before I gather with family in the glow of a toasty fireplace. It is a mo......Read the rest...

... Wordwarrior Authentic, conscientious, fun-loving and down to earth. Daughter of Roger and Jean Lover of strong friendships, family and food Who feels grateful for many things, often content, an......Read the rest...

...From his mother’s womb One February afternoon and straight to the Situation Room Hunter Biden, we presume. His father, with his thoughtless clauses and pauses, Captured the most prestigious of o......Read the rest...

...Loneliness is confinement rather that fear, a need to suppress reality; how dreadful is to live daily in a closed box without sunshine and air! Was there a constant voice whispering, " Go after ......Read the rest...

...My bare feet rest gently on the stones at the bottom of a shallow, rushing stream. Through the clear water, I see the meandering veins beneath the skin. I feel a brisk shiver travel up my body, chi......Read the rest...

...Though I am but a Janitor Roger White A dim yellow light filters the tiny room with shadow and pale glow. In a bucket - trickle, splash, whirl, woosh, trickle. The door groans and quietly latches......Read the rest...

...Reflections from a Rock I was conceived in the warm haven of a mother’s womb. Developing, growing, morphing through the epochs of time. Then, on no day in particular, I emerged into the sunlight. ......Read the rest...

...Quote: Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet. - Roger Miller As Sun rose To new dew On humid day, With raised fluffy tail A three striped palm squirrel Endlessly cried 'chip ch......Read the rest...

...A Holly Day in May the building is eerily empty today, everybody has gone to the beach, even those in wheelchairs I sit on the verandah in the hope of tanning my scalp looks so white in the bat......Read the rest...

...Contemplating Civilization Roger White Civilization is the skin that covers the body of mankind. It warms man when he turns phlegmatic, cools man when he grows sanguine. Torn by conflict, Civili......Read the rest...

...The Room of the Unrequited By Roger White That evening, stillness permeated the lavender-scented room. Dusk crept through the windows smudged by oily fingers, The day’s twilight left a dull u......Read the rest...

...Looking at My Hands By - Roger White Pallid skin, once luminescent, now brown and stained like husks. Gaunt fingers, once straight, now gnarled and twisted like twigs. I lament where my hands hav......Read the rest...

...The gals are besotted with Roger, he's famed for the size of his todger, they pay for his time (he charges a dime) - he's ninety but not an old codger. No need of Viagra in force as Roger's a......Read the rest...