Watching Poems

Watching Beau Watch the TV Dog

my dog, Beau loves Rex the TV dog detective from Canada
his head turns from side to side as he watches Rex
This dog is always in a precarious situation
Having to climb over semis and bridges to jump bad guys

Bad guys with guns who have horrible aim, never hitting Rex
Remnants of the 1960’s tv show called Lassie
Beau

Today, we're watching America fall, just as Rome fell

Today, we're watching America fall, just as Rome fell.
Democrats and Republicans have marched us straight into hell.

And just as Jesus, in predicting the End Times, did say ~
this will all happen before the current generation passes away.

As nations rise against nations, and America squanders its laurel wreath,
there will be much weeping and gnashing of teeth.

WATCHING FLICKERING FLAMES-TSF

WATCHING FLICKERING FLAMES-TSF
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amber
beacon
flickers,
offers
comfort
and hope,
time roams.

I watch
flames leap
candle
takes me
back in
time to
my home.

I hear
echoes, 
voices
from past
from those
long since
deceased. 

I smell
mother,
her scent
wafting
through time’s 
boundless 
retreat.

After Watching The Quiet Man

A movie set in Innisfree, 
so green and beautiful to see - 
the sun burned through the dew and mist,
but it was in my head - did not exist. 
Flaming redhead lass, you will be missed.

A voice from the old-country calls Dave,
and there's nothing left for me to save, 
in L.A, twenty-first century. 
Her voice

WATCHING OVER ME

WATCHING OVER ME
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A soothing breeze caresses my face
softly murmuring a sweet lullaby as it slowly drifts by.

I feel the presence of my ancestors, of those I’ve loved
on their angelic, gossamer wings gently floating by.

I’m overcome with love and delicious memories
of a time past, their echoing voices only can I hear.

With glistening diamonds on my cheeks,

Watching the Wake

Watching the Wake

The river serenity incarnate.
Water like a liquid mirror holding the sky, the trees
Light falling in late summer eve perfection.

We smoothly glide along in the small boat
With old friends,
Saying nothing.

Looking behind us all the way
For hours, fascinated
I study how our wake unfolds behind us
From a tossing turbulence
To a small and perfect wave behind that,
Curling

Our Better Angels

I wonder, yes I wonder,
how many angels do we have in a lifetime?
They say,
we each have a guardian angel watching over us.
I wonder, yes I wonder,
if some angels are in training?
Do they need to earn their title,
with on the job training?
Then we have, 
Our Better Angels.
The ones we can count on through thick and thin.
The ones

GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY

above
skies come alive
heavenly angels watching
do not blink ~ comets flying by
magical days and nights

watching dog play

I sit in the sun, the dogs are up here too
our young puppy digs a hole in the yard toward Timbuktu
now he’s on top of his brother, pushing the Great Dane down in the dirt
a gentle giant, his bro merely rolls away, nothing bothers Old Kurt

Cloud Watching

When I was younger, I thought that in retirement I would take pictures of or paint beautiful clouds situated so vividly above us.

Clouds more often appear as wonderous displays in the canopy.
Clouds sometime seems so ominous and threatening.
Clouds often hover above us like a band of darkness and at other
times, they are white and crystal

The Corner

Lurking
In the shadow
Of the corner
Of the room
In the dim
In the gloom
Lurking

Waiting
In the shadow
Of the corner
Of the room
In the dim
In the gloom
Waiting

Watching
In the shadow
Of the corner
Of the room
In the dim
In the gloom
Watching

Me.

Watching Life's Play

I see people with no clothes,  
And clothes with no people inside.  

Some dance with joy, some dance with sorrow,  
Every moment of life brings laughter or tears.  

In love, we see many colors,  
But here, even color fades into nothing.  

Time keeps moving, carrying us along,  
I

Is someone watching me

Is someone watching me.

Are You Watching ?

Are you watching what's going on?
are you seeing things are just not right.
will you wake up to the one ?
who tells you there is a fight.

This world is fading fast
and a new one is at the door
old ways will be the past
his promise, that is sure.

The world is now in chaos
and Earths elements are just

Is God is watching?

God is watching you. He is watching me
Whether you are a believer or godless
He is ringing the dinner bell, come home
Heaven's table is crowded with the dead
Stay away a little longer to make room
Don’t do anything to shorten your life
Don’t be in the wrong place at the wrong time
He doesn't seem to care if you

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