Poems

curling up with a good book
while outside, the sun is shining
this one has her from the hook
motionless, she is reclining
lovingly, she strokes each page
woman of a certain age

Author notes: image from weathlysinglemommy.com

Mellow meadow, sky is hazy.
Sun as yellow as a daisy,
soon will turn to scarlet poppy.
Could they ever be as happy?
Laughing now, he scoops some flowers.
"Here" he says. "The world is ours!"

Author notes: image from goodtherapy.org

Montmorency was quite antsy
when he got into the boat.
Was it solely, fully, wholly,
cause he thought it doesn't float?
For the details, the book retails
for a trivial amount.
I suppose, but then who knows
that it's because he didn't count

Author notes: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Three_Men_in_a_Boat

grand plans abandoned, its play unattended
still it is standing, spit shiny and splendid
hammers are poised but cannot strike their tones
hands that caressed the old ivory bones
missing in action, a sorry affair
chair, sad and lonely, sags into despair

Author notes: image from amazon.com

gaggle of geese, it could fly as it pleases
but chooses to fly in a V
heads to the south as the waterway freezes
knows no other way how to be
turns out someone has to be first
the rest, left or right, are the worst

Author notes: image from howstuffworks.com

does God just stand there,
regretting the universe he created,
or does he cry over it
like you would over spilled milk?

Author notes: image from bigthink.com

wait is this a multiple choice test?

I went to the theater
but the show just wouldn't start
I just sat there waiting
waiting for godot

wine by the fireplace, cheese on a plate
wearing high heels, and lace -- hope he's not late
getaway cabin, so lovely, but really
sitting half naked, it gets a bit chilly

Author notes: image from banfflakelouise.com

if a tree falls in the forest
someone best call timber
were I there, I'd join the chorus
hope to help the limber
if trees are falling all around
you had better make a sound

A still shot, water droplets stopped, midair
sun, incandescent, rainbows off their skins.
I can't remember, was I ever there,
or is it but a dream? Her life begins,
all possibilities, and everything to gain.
Or is it just a plain November rain.

Author notes: image from depositphotos.com

there's old Athens -- it yet stands
cradle of democracy
politicians laid out plans
then, as now, hypocrisy
as I contemplate my vote
and distribute blame
I'm remembering the quote:
"the more they stay the same"