Poems

Poem

When I was a kid

poetry seemed boring

complex words on a page

that almost left me snoring

I felt no connection

that language seemed foreign

Poem

A queen in a palace, slumped on a throne,
Surrounded by servants but all alone.
Heavy with handshakes, bunches of flowers,
jewels, crowns, grinning for hours.

BOOKED
Poem

    The girls

let down

their ponytails

high-five

their coach,

then walk over

to shake

our sweaty palms

after beating us 

five to three.

The Rainmaker Danced
Poem

It takes time

to sling a stone

to fling a spear

to wield a club

to blow a dart

to shoot an arrow

to pull a pistol

to fire a canon

 

Poem

What's it about then?

Well,

It's about the tapestry of moments, woven of a thousand threads.

Poem

How many books have you written?
Have you been writing for years?
Where do you get all the paper?
Where do you get your ideas?

Poem

The seagulls are doing their dance again – Wings clasped to their sides, they stare up the street.
Up and down, up and down, go their knobbly pink knees;

Poem

Read Me

I am a poem.

Read me

and you'll shrink.

You'll notice

your own

insignificance

as you marvel

at the majesty

of the macrocosm.

Poem

Right now,

in a bunker

somewhere in the world,

there are man-made nuclear weapons with

enough destructive power to decimate

Poem

If you are very good I will give you:

A pillow of blue strawberries

A swimming pool of Haagen-Dasz

A mirror of imagination

A pocketful of yes’s

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