Short Frequented Poems

Outrage and then revenge..Ensure such' and repetitions
Will never end.' A formula humans know.' 
Yet with much drive, and vigour, still scatter and sow..!...

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Frequented an upscale steak house last night
Served by a sweetie so charming and bright
Made our evening
And as we were leaving
Patted her on the bum much to MY delight...

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Have you frequented a restaurant close to home
Noticed how many diners are on their phones
An epidemic I'd say
Indigestion is at play
All through the restaurant you can hear people moan...

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He played on the guitar like a pizzicato
Who frequented one too many bars
Always demonstrating 
A wonderful amount of restraint
Even during the main feature
At the local drive in

In the end
He came to realize
How much he loved pizza
And at the end of the day
Even if he couldn’t play
He could always eat it...

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As youth I frequented harlots
and took dark substances
Paid a price for both!
But I have now found the craft of poetry 
to be most redeeming!  
Peace will come to you out there in the darkness
Only if you are willing to share your innermost feelings 
with that "nation within a nation"
The readers and writers of verse!...

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The chosen destination was not much frequented 
-the man at the box office told me-
Except for people going in one direction.
I know.
But this ticket takes me where they will ask no questions.
where people in difficulties freely reside.
Anyway. 
It´s my election.
Take me just there, because 
I have no time nor strength to go farther....

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Frequented site, a place you love
Your home away from home
A godsend gift from up above
Where fellow artists roam
Inspiring you to share the gift
Most others don’t understand
Transforming paper, words adrift 
Painting thoughts with pen in hand
As life goes on, one question though
If your heart suddenly should stop
With your silence , how would we know
Not to mistake death for writer’s block?...

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The quite teenager went to school on foot,
never was late or tried to cheat on any test;
he ate fruits and veggies and stayed lean...
realizing that discipline was a good medicine.


Years went by and he became a physician; 
many diseases he cured, even eye vision, 
but his schoolmates frequented hotel rooms that smelled of booze...
they had unprotected sex and snorted cocaine: weren't they the losers?...

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several mourning doves
frequented the feeders
for small seeds

gently they ruffled feathers
around neck and head
as they slowly fed

full after twenty minutes
they went to ground
to clean each other

each took turns picking
seeds from the others
upper body feathers

and when a beak be seed full
the seed-picker then fed
them back to the other

this custom being
times natural
on-nest-tea


stan sand...

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This street is frequented by people in distress,
because, any difficulty, annoyance, concern, difficulty, contract, time, inconvenience, or obstacle,
were resolved simply in a single walk

The access road is narrow and little traveled.
Except for the people crowding the entrance.

As for me, please
Take me there
 where they don't ask questions.
Because I don't even have time to go further
nor give more explanations....

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An opened fifth of hangovers
rests beside his dried driveled arm
(drug used by underachievers.)
Out cold, head resting on forearm
Unconscious in a dreamless world,
a portal often frequented:
an alcoholics netherworld
and mind most disoriented.
A parched throat forces arousal
And miasmic exhalations
rekindle once more pitiful
repeated, inebriation.
A morning swig begins his day
and ends the same as yesterday....

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In well set pots in a row
Sweet flowers in clusters grow

A sight, pleasing to behold
As their petals they unfold

A treat to adoring eyes
A haunt frequented by bees

Flashing colors in the sun,
My heart and soul they have won.

Flowers always make me glad
What charm, to nature, they add

Butterflies fly like flowers
They dance in the day light hours

They too greatly cheer my eyes
They're flowers' lovely allies...

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The acne vulgaris
Was rampant in Paris
From forehead to shin
It erupted all over the skin.

The blooming bachelor,
Living on wine and gin,
Frequented the whore,
And forgot his sin.

Three weeks later,
Developed an atypical ‘canker’
His family doctor
Diagnosed this as a genital chancre.

The Paris-acne is not ‘young man’s pinple’
Its cause is subtle and not so simple!
It’s a blunder of raging hormone,
The signature of a sin, long forgotten!!...

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There is a magical clock tower portal
Housed in a mystical brick-laden church
Frequented by the most sensitive faeries and empaths
Few can find it; you have to be chosen and called.

Did you hear the wind whispering your name?
You have been called.
Instructions arrive on the wings of a grasshopper.
They are delicate and low. Sh! You must still yourself to hear.

Did you catch the instructions?
Too bad.
They only arrive one time.
You have to be ready....

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I turned towards home and danced a little jig;
Receding in my view: a store of late
I’ve frequented with items small and big
to patient sit upon a shelf and wait.

I did the closing check, that one last sweep;
The walls, the closets, cabinets, all quite bare.
No history, no quilts, no cluttered shelves:
Empty rooms.
No quilts, no genealogy, no sewing, no cooking:
She’s not here.

It’s all at our house.
—————

(on emptying my mother’s apartment after she passed away)...

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Torn, tattered, tainted,
my Book of Shadows

Travels with me,
from cities to meadows

Drawings included;
demons and rainbows

Spells introduced,
between haystacks and cornrows

Too frequented to be dusty,
fingerprints galore

Weathered in delight,
my personal grimoire 

Some may find it spooky,
but to me, I adore

Empty pages wait for me,
what do they have in store


Tuesday, November 23, 2021
''W'' New Poems Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France...

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Just east of here, in shallow prairie pools
In secret, lives a fleeting little world
Late rains caught in impenetrable clay
Host  a brilliant and vanishing bloom

Tiny flowers erupt, golden bursts of color
Fairy shrimp spring from dormant cells
Ephemeral life short lived but vibrant
For those that seek, a precious find

Frequented by birds and little mammals
These small habitats are quickly fading
Another picture of precious life interrupted
Perhaps soon found only in memories....

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