Sestina Poems

I rarely write love poetry,
I simply lack the aptitude,
I avoid tackling the emotional,
Writing about love seems
An invasion of privacy,
Especially that of my own.

The poetry books I own
All include some love poetry,
In which an obvious aptitude
Delicately conveys the emotional
So that the...Read More

There are some things I want to buy,
I will have to make a list,
I'm running out of everything,
I must stock up before too long,
Monday's a holiday, I think - 
I have a lot of things to buy in town.

I'll have...Read More

love 
for you
dreaming 
of you
for years
until you walked 
into my life
...Read More

you walked out of my dreams
into my life that day
the day that changed my life
when you became my wife
and filled my life with love
that date I met true love

...Read More

Women's Liberation has been long overdue,
Its history is shameful,
Women treated as painted dolls,
Pretty playthings
With neither brain nor will,
Marriage and child-bearing their lot.

They did, however, have "accomplishments".
A genteel young lady
Had to be proficient in music and art,
But not be a "blue...Read More

Embracing Poetry

Freedom on the lam where the poet sings
To hearts imprisoned against their will
Inspires the bereaved mind to spring to life
And uplift hearts bloom burst liberated
When pain of incarceration ceases.
‘Gloria excelsis deo’ in the world.

Frolic away poet and tell the...Read More

Dream what may come
Recalling past lives lived
Every fantasy comes to life
All night long 
More nightmares to come
So many worlds to explore
...Read More

I am writing letters home,
And will enclose in each a poem.
Here is my selection
For my verse connection.

I think for Maybelline
My best Alexandrine,
Six syllables per line,
That I'll polish till they shine.

Something different for Fritz,
I am sending him a Blitz,
I've not written...Read More

I will return to my old roots,
That lie back on the Darling Downs.
I was brought up there long ago:
Warwick was my family home,
I will go back to that old town,
And see how much it may have changed.

My old high school...Read More

If I should reach out, will you take my hand,
and hold me ‘til I reach that promised land?
Will you stay with me after tears have dried,
and close these lids the moment I have died?
Might you remain for just a moment...Read More

I'll never forget Mister - what was his name?
That old bloke who lived down the road,
Bearded he was, and going grey -
He must be dead by now, I imagine.
What was his NAME? Let me think.
Not "Smith" or "Jones"!  A...Read More

Hey, Haji, it's Johnny, I've a new game, so come on over.
Okay Johnny I'll be right over, I'm leaving now, see you soon.
I wonder what sort of new game that he has, most intriguing.
Hi there Haji. So where is this...Read More

I'd like to glide through sparkle dust
on a swing of golden threads
I'd go up to touch my toes against
a rainbows' magic crest
With my head against an angels' breast
that we'd fall to earth again is just

I'd watch as daylight spreads before
my...Read More

One may say that a day filled with magic,
Might stir up something described as taboo,
And if that be the case, then we must lose,
The subject matter, ergo, must change soon,
So that we may progress and show redress,
That starts off a...Read More

It drizzles as the dark clouds pass,
Trees feeding with thirst as it quenches the fruits,
Fruits meant for the colorful birds,
Birds that sing the morning songs,
Songs that wake me up to face the world,
The world that needs trees to get water.

Water...Read More

What is wealth without happiness?
Mansions that allow them to sleep in different rooms,
Expensive cars that allow them not to travel together,
Chef meals that allow them not to cook for each other,
For it's very much possible for wealth to hide deep...Read More

Bankers have a license to steal
money from their clients 
if you make a mistake
the bank can steal your money
as part of their banking license

Governments have a license
to steal money 
from the public
its is called taxation
or confiscation 

It seems 
that police...Read More

How I love, just to create; 
making things, with wire 
and other old scraps.  
Settling on a design, 
I will make it to sell, 
but my accounting’s not quite straight.

I’ll begin my project, straight 
away; what I create, 
I...Read More

Is there room to care for the penultimate?
Can't decide if the space can satisfy two collard greens.  
One oblivious cabbage... one who has desperately tried to expand the space, to save the others, who understands bobbing in the excluded...Read More

In my vegetable garden, 
birds are watching me, pick 
green beans to eat.
A lone robin, scrounges for seeds, from sun flowers.
An old, twisted oak tree, 
filters the sunlight.

The cool, filtered light, 
is just right, for my garden.
Beneath that oak tree,...Read More

Matthew 25:31-46

So if God’s here or there
At a place to be found
Outside limits of space
Past the boundaries of time
Is the One that I seek
Worth the effort to look?

For the farther I look
Toward the vastness out there
Overwhelming to seek
God will surely...Read More

The last snow of winter
blown by the wind
bares the gray
of branches to the sun
pregnant with buds.
Is it spring?

Testing spring 
torpid from the winter
sleepy tiny buds
hesitant of the wind
search for the sun
between stalks of gray

A flash of red among the gray
a...Read More

Do you recall being in school?
Learning many lessons;
obeying all of the rules;
absorbing each lecture and each page
of your textbook;
adding to your storehouse of wisdom.

If you stayed and finished school, you were wise;
It always pays to stay in school.
As you build...Read More

A verse that has no rhyme may speak of love
No doves required – all poets sing for joy
For we may write at last of oranges
Forbidden fruit as sweet as heroin
In words that do not rhyme with anything
In lines that no...Read More

The Complaints Of Ducks
the city
filled in
the small
pond
in the middle
of my tiny
poem.

all the ducks
came to
my door
and complained 
i am
simple
i agree
in the meekest
of language.

that they 
have been
unhomed.

it is 
my duty
they tell 
me as a poet
to open
the  door
of my 
small poem
and let...Read More

Read wonderful sestina poetry on the following sub-topics: animals, family, flowers, friendship, funny, kids, life, love, music, nature, nursery, parents, school, soccer, spring, sports, war, winter and more. Read a definition and example (where appropriate).