Short Kathryn Poems
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Paper Plate
serve me well friend poet;
flavor anew words I've
eaten all my life.
Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
July 16, 2011
When against
day’s light
I tend my sorrows
warming stones
upon my shoulders
lay.
©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
July 10, 2012
Little Girl Manicure
Pink enamel
bitten to
remnants of lacquer
not quite chipped
away.
Kathryn McL. Collins
September 29, 2013
an evil damns the stream
a stagnancy so deadly,
life cannot not run
its natural course.
©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
November 18, 2012
Henry and Me
I was reading aloud my own poetry,
only I in the bedroom except for
Longfellow who quickly fell asleep.
Kathryn Collins
Feels good to be carried.
after so much walking.
Rest is appropriate.
Really a mere nap was desired.
©Kathryn McL. Collins
August 22, 2004
Upon Diagnosis
breathed upon by this
fine October’s chill
unblighted chestnuts
break their promise
of long life
©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
Pretty, my dear,
will not last.
Come with me
to the shore
to hear the symphony
with your beautiful ears.
©Kathryn M. Collins
September 26, 2012
Resentment,
rising into a spore,
of keep-forever
bitterness,
bars peace of
yesterday, today
tomorrow.
Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
March 26, 2013
Cover me please,
with reverent grace
at others’ losses
and allay their pain as well.
I am not the only one.
©Kathryn McL. Collins
revised
Form:
After
as blanched I lay
chambers emptied,
pump drained
sinew reduced to
flaccid residue,
am I soul?
©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
February 22, 2012
Kathy Collins had some poems
They all stood in her head
Her tome got bloated
so off she floated
to the comfort of her bed.
Kathryn Collins
July 28, 2013
Reach November for December
the bird has gone to soup.
Ain’t no need to hang around;
the carolers are aggrouped.
©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
November 24, 2012
If love had just one window
that was open, never closed
My verse would fly like turtle doves
—into your heart bestowed
(Thoughts Of Kathryn: April, 2021)
Neil V. Collins
September 17, 1943 – September 2, 2005
Only August gloaming now
never more than a memory
forever gone, September.
©Kathryn Collins
August 31, 20012
Friendship
Godly friendship
Peering through heaven's gate
Knowing what is on the other side
True love
Copyright, Kathryn Search
Bandit of Youth
Stolen from an
unknowing crusade
to enlightenment,
turned to a wheel of
carefully cured cheddar
advanced age seems sudden.
©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
Always trying
on others’ shoes
and carrying guilt
for those who have none,
shoes nor guilt,
my empty shoes
are waiting
and you never
try them on.
©Kathryn McL. Collins
could we put the worry
and sadness of every mother
in a pot of gold and send it
to rainbow’s end, only
blue would lead us there.
©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
October 10, 2012
By the blood of Jesus
we are cleansed
of our sins
so much so
that God
even erases
the fingerprints.
Sheila Kathryn Barrera
http://www.myspace.com/sheila_kathryn_barrera
Climbing Stairs
Resolve won’t do it
anymore. Used to be
a deep breath and
a closed fist could
scale anything.
Should have exercised more.
Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
May 28, 2013
Inspiration,
enemy of sleep,
I to my desk at midnight
remember, remember.
Forgetfulness,
enemy of age,
remember, remember,
forty yards to my PC.
©Kathryn M. Collins
September 26, 2012
My muse lays sleeping
ignoring my pleas to wake
wanting only to keep dreaming.
But I cannot see those dreams!
Sheila Kathryn Barrera
http://www.myspace.com/sheila_kathryn_barrera
I felt it heaven in my attic room
Overtaken by a silent peace
through parted curtains
I saw it was the snow had
come to veil the land with
ribbons from the sky.
©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
Arthur
I recall my poor uncle Arthur
sitting on the stoop drinking vodka.
Aunt Martha pulled a shiv;
said he just couldn’t live,
then she boiled his cirrhotic liver
©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins