Thomson Poems - Poems about Thomson

...I think of the multitudes of humans Who have trod this world since the First who stepped upon it. Every birth And death has become just so much Anonymous Humanity. Paul who? A newborn today j......

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..."For loveliness needs not the foreign aid of ornament, but is when unadorned, adorned the most" - James Thomson She stood there unadorned, yet he loved her For s......

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...Oh how I wish with my yearning nostalgic heart That I could wake up to find Today had just been a nightmare of a dream And it was still the wonderful 1980s When I was still young carefree and so ......

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...The man she lies next to Is a good man; her champion, Defender, and faithful one, Yet she hardly noticed when the flame Began to cool and love’s passion Became an obligation. The stillnes......

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...When a soldier falls, they fall also Who loved him. And we, who so Serve in kind, must see they, too, Are never left Behind Paul Thomson......

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...Stars disgorge energy in waves by fissile pulsations Equally in all directions, but do not call it darkness Where those come not our way. Darkness is A matter of perspective. A rainbow of pho......

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..."The light of the world.” Those who carry out the Great Commission Are 'oft mistaken in their hopeful persuasion That truth once spoken will ignite faith outright. Yet, ‘tis the unlit candle......

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...Thompson Identifies himself with ‘p’ for a reason He has a moustache that is straight And investigation is his trait. Thomson The other of the duo makes a clear division By growing mou......

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...Paper lanterns carrying spirits of the dead Wind their way toward the Sea of Japan; A procession bearing its own light, Silently, to a destination without moments. Moments, the interface throug......

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...A 1952s I pulled the penny from my pocket to toss it In the change jar. All my change goes immediately Into the jar upon arriving home. There it collects Until I go to the bank and have it spu......

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...Regressing to the mean Mortality seemed "out there", a long climb; A somewhen to think about another time, A cloudiness too distant from my prime. Too quickly have I regressed to the mean And......

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...Prologue Abandoned and in disrepair the mansion Is dark now; a story behind every stanchion. An unwitting monument to a way of life, Since foreclosed through bloody civil strife. Antebellu......

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...Is the soul to a human What the seed is to A dandelion - a vessel Of the continuum? Both are readied for winging; One swept, unknowing, clinging Upon the vagaries of zephyrs, One ticketed ......

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...In the before time, my poem an inkling only, Something nags at me to look more deeply Lest I pen a shallow rhyme when I might Have brought a truth, untold, to light. In the before time, the see......

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...Autumn Leaves A children’s chorus opens with “Get Your Kicks On Route 66” bringing some to smile or lip lyrics. Others, who are closer to the intersection, Are long since past the range of rece......

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