Parents Sonnet Poems

I often wondered how I came to be,
Brought up by relatives so far away,
My parents fought, in parting they were free,
My lonely life never indulged...

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Nothing is more precious than a child's love,
knowing that it places its trust in you.
Their innocence is a gift from above,
and I, for one, believe...

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The day my mind folded over the highway. 
in sunny Florida citrus surrounded me 
the breeze was just right as oranges danced. 
with lemons scents...

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To See The Other Side

The mountain looms bold, impeding my ambitions.
My stature dwarfs to accept these preconditions,
My prestige cowers and independence shatters,
There is no solidity...

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Did you know that it is dinner, my dear?
You forever in your room thee door shut.
You needeth join us, lend a willing ear? 
Thee father...

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She's my neighbor; we study, from childhood, in the same school.
When we were younger, we regarded ourselves as best friends.
As she grows, she starts to...

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Abandonment, like murder, grows as a grave crime today,
A sin of commission, against persons and animals;
Aren't children who desert their old parents and run away,
As...

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WARMTH
               
         ...

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I'm told that I'm supposed to write a sonnet, 
It isn't something I could ever do; 
I know I'd rather shop to buy a bonnet;...

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Now When I Go Visit, Tears Fall, It Makes Me Sad

He rode the high plains to hell's dead weathered edge
Across the highest mountain on a...

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Now Gone, I So Wish I Could Sing A Song

Why did he smile only by few inches
His face contorted and it was askew
By the garden...

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To me , 
Loving you was like 
That one warm august day 
The one forever imprinted in your brain. 
When your parents finally 
Let you...

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The Sonnet of Jane Doe

Jane Doe, number one four two. 
What is your name, what did you do? 
Were you a sister a banker or...

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or

The Stages Set for Grief

"What you sow, I reap --
after I fu*k it over."
-- a grossly obese Grim Reaper
yet of an appetite
greedy

*   *...

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Mary Jo

Mary Jo, where are you now? Dusty bones in a cemetery?
A dashing man drove you through the night, over a bridge
that wasn’t there, into...

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