Poetry

While the Wheat Sweeps

This poem embraces the feelings I have when I visit my family in the Midwestern United States. It's always full of crops and amazing hills for miles. It's one of my favorite places when...

Lazy in its manner The stalk sways  Intent on direction An external force bends Brushing the hair of this world Into the groomed grains of time Gold and tan they mingle A beautiful mane

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If Only You Knew

The poem captures the evolution of writing a poem and how a simple idea can be transformed based on the interactions or thoughts you have of someone else.

Walking down the scales of rhyme Time slows and effervescent glow Bubbling the words from within Unto the page Little do you know Your gift lives in the garden Seeding and nurturing my thoughts Until what...

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Tea Bag

This poem is a playful take on the humanization of tea in the absence of someone drinking it.

You could say I'm always late to tea time I set the kettle to boil Grab simple green bags Sit down in comfort of my deed Spans of work pleasure and rest All time...

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Coming Home

The poem captures the fears and thoughts when we return home after being away for so long.

As the mind wanders and night rises I find myself uneasy A string of perpetual sorrow Reveling in past glory and misery As if my present life Belongs to the ceiling and the walls

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Roundabout

Roundabout describes an encounter of being followed in a small town for being different and the fear it creeps into a person.

Driving through on the commercial roundabout

A simple stop

Gas, food, rest

What a bright day

In the sun's valley of mountains

Until they see you

Eyes crawling

Blistering darts, piercing my heart

To scrape the soul of unknowns

They pull beside

Follow your...

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One

One illustrates the strength of love. It describes how it feels to finally meet that one person who makes you forget how you struggled to find them and how beautiful you are together as one.

Is it cliche to say

Universes explode after collision

Lips entangled with gripping limbs

Wrapped in strength

The bond we carry

Strong as the orbit

Holding us fast as we spin

In the universe of life

No longer two orbs bouncing

Colliding as...

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Ravens

This poem describes the observations of ravens as they swirl in the local streets.

They watch the shadows by day

Crowding trees and city streets

Stalking and preying

An organized session choreographed

A haunted flock they slowly emerge

To eat souls and ask for penance

Only to dot the streets collectively

Hoarding in winter's dim...

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Empty Kettles

In this case, a rather long-winded debate on over a facebook post that ended with the other party basically saying "La-la, I can't hear you," reminded me of an axiom I once heard: "Empty...

You do not see shades between The black lines of your world It's either right Or it's a sin

Empty kettles Make the most noise I've heard said This is you

You shout your rules You...

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Colors of the Kitchen

I write many poems strictly from observation of the world around me and how it acts upon my senses. This poem takes the colors of food and tableware to act upon the other senses...

Orange, brilliant squash

Roasted to soft perfection

Green, fragrant sage

Picked fresh from the garden

Yellow, true butter

Flavorful in the mix

Brown, spicy cinnamon

And nutmeg ground

Pale, kneaded dough

From which pockets are formed and filled

Blue, bright platter on which the...

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Revolutionary

This poem shows the reader that America is nothing without her soldiers. It also shows how committed soldiers are to this country. We fight today like we did in 1783.

The bells ring like an endless song

As Uncle Sam looks me in the eyes.

Lady Liberty knows it won't be long

Until I grab my gun and rise.

I don't want to die,

But if death is what...

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