Process I am overwhelmed by materialism Too many choices Too many things I’ve given away the songs my heart sings Trading them for some plastic veneer Now the sadness is all too sheer I am longing for the music of yesteryear Or maybe the promises of tomorrow This joy, this anger, this deepening sorrow All…
Category: Free Verse Poetry
The Collections
The Collections Maybe these times of emptiness Cause me to be grateful when times are full Or maybe I’m just fooling myself Chasing apparitions – Maybe I shouldn’t be judging myself at all Taking time to analyze the how’s and why’s All the time and energy that takes Might just win the prize For the…
End of September
End of September This is the summer that is never ending The autumn came 3 days ago But only on the calendar The days are still warm; hot, even It seems they are waiting for something to change Something to change before they will change Sounds so familiar to me – I pass by a…
The Races
The Races I sit on the back porch Night Cool breeze stirring in its freedom The crickets chirping all around me An occasional change in their rhythm Rarely a change in their rhyme The waxing moon rests above Saturn in her gracious clutches Peace, tranquility, good This is the realm beyond time – Off in…
Life’s Essence
Life’s Essence We think we’re so smart Yet we really don’t even know what life is Sure you can boil and pipet You can microscope and experiment You can hypothesize, theorize We can discover Oxygen, carbon dioxide, glucose Neurons, mesons, electrical processes DNA that tells us everything Fourteen complex reactions for every photon Processing it…
Resilience
Resilience Everything beautiful about you Has been cut to the ground The lines of the years now show on your face You feel like you are just one small disgrace In a great big universe of order and shadow But I see something I see where everyone thought you were dead Yet you are alive…
Dead Amongst the Living
Dead Amongst the Living I’m no longer writing poetry I’m not sure why I sit here on the front porch Looking at the sky And that is all I do These thoughts are many These thoughts are few I just don’t know who I am anymore Stillness can be heaven Stillness can be hell And…
Rain in May
Rain in May The biggest lesson of today A day of rain and cold and quiet Is to enjoy Yes, it’s the midst of May The time of sun and warmth and flowers and green Yet Those things aberrant are often the very things we need To see our lives in a whole new way…
