Turning Poems

Turning Point

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“Darling, don’t you even listen,”
said the mother to Christine:
construction workers, jeering, hissing,
whistling, hooting things obscene,

put them through a via crucis
on their way to buy some jeans.
(That they had to take abuse is
not correct, by any means.)

“Just ignore it. I’m a woman,
you are only just fifteen.”
Mother fielded all the come-ons,
as she oh-so-slightly preened.

“Well, I’m jolly glad

The Economist

A fiddler missed the que
    The que card would bring
Question as fiddling took part
    As stage was want
The fixer was consumed
     In dread and dreams of fashioned least
A chair and a rarity did conform
      Embezzled fright as scolding might?
Appear as

The Gods May Be Crazy

Tossing and turning all night
recently had the strangest dreams
recalling them in broad daylight
don’t know what they mean
wrecked by a stacked deck
of bottom-dealt cards
I was under the gun
attacked by a pack of hungry wolves
had me on the run
lost in the woods and couldn't see
the forest for all the trees
mocked by a flock of tar-black crows
had me

Salty Brine of Turning Tide

torrents of tears flowed
when he saw a sea dragon
beached dehydrated
for he knows that it like him
could only shed tears on land

the tears were salty
welling from bag of sea brine
in the ocean's blood
he harbored in his body
as fluid to bathe his cells

he needed to cry
but till now tears would not spill
weeping on ebb tide
to wash moribund

STILL TURNING HEADS

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[Intro]
He thinks he’s a king, rollin’ loud and proud,
Don’t hear the whispers, just craves the crowd.

[Verse 1]
I rattle when I roll—call it my battle cry,
Got a hood full of thunder, howlin’ at the sky.
Paint’s peeled off, sun’s tanned my skin,
But I still glow like a firefly trapped in tin.
They turn their heads when I let

At This Turning of Providence

My dependence on walking cane, 
makes me older than my 80++ age, 
I wish I could walk more than sit for hours, 
Enjoy the walk along the ocean shore and greet the waves. 

I would love to be an active adult, 
Dance in the parties, swing few shots at pickleball game. 
The time of Providence

Soul'd Out

Guess I'm soul searching she's on my mind
with a heart that is hurting must have been blind
I wander these streets where we walked together
but places we'd meet are now stranger than ever
I think of those days gone by
and can't help but wonder why
I'm tossing and turning time on my hands
with a heart that is burning

Turning it on

Isn't it transparent
how the water always looks the same
- life is wet!

Still, the tap (US faucet) gets stuck at times
tight, stiff, trapped
a spanner (US wrench) may be required
for the loosening

But once it flows again
it flows again, until
the return of the indifferent drought

Some days a mere trickle
- barely enough to keep a body alive -
other times,

Gold turned Grey

Autumn gold turned grey,
We all do, including you,
Soul lights fade away....

Tossing and turning

I have a lot on my mind lately and no one to talk to
I have a ton of reasons why I’m tired of life but I was taught to keep your head up
I can only control what I can control 
Everything else I’m learning to let it go
God works in mysterious ways and he always

No Turning Back

Quiet weep

This inspiring song strongly reinforces our global beliefs, originating from the depths of Africa. The chorus has gained considerable popularity online. While some may argue that it is more radical than spiritual, I respectfully disagree. It resonates deeply with those who hold these beliefs
“No turning back” comes with a lot of meaning, behind this

Damn it this is our planet!

Palindrome Poem...Reverse Verse about our Perverse Universe
(flip gravity.. what goes down must then come up - sorry..read down then back up)


"In this place we all call home
Monstrously Machiavellian
Doesn’t have to be 
Islands of strangers
Ominously Orwellian
Tribal totems & talismans tome
Demagogic
Or
Pedagogic logic
Instead could still see
Rangers free from dangers roam
Embraces spaces for all races & faces
Riffs not tiffs

An unexceptional turning point in our marriage

An unexceptional turning point in our marriage...

unexpectedly came about,
when possible prospect
of the wife going
to Puerto Rico by herself
(for a fêted celebration
of our eldest daughter
and her significant other,
which occurred years ago
courtesy justice of the peace)
attended by family and friends
across the webbed wide word
found me positing how I would feel
staying back at the apartment alone
for a couple

Turning the Table

Trailing, doubts arise,
Then a spark, the tide will turn,
New lead takes the court.

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Getting thangs 2-gather

Gold per ounce the weight of
the trophy
Sake denounced the intent of
The Songbird
Might love pronounce me in
announcement
Closer than my goals
to achievement 
Inspiration inspire
to such elevations
To make envy those
who opposed me
Inspiration quiet my foes
Into shame
Might they stand in such
Awe of me
Inspiration make my way
Clear, unopposed I might
Sooth my way clear
Might I stand to thank
thee
Inspiration make me
Worship thee


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