From the picture, she smiled at only me From underneath her eyes, danced not a fickle smile, men Surrounded by family and friends, her smile was for only me Her face is lined with million words, words of depth mien   She is a wife,…

The Park Bench You stole a kiss and won my heart You held me tight Pledging never to part You went down on one knee And proposed to me I cried and said I do You cried too Then you held my hands As we…

I am sorry that I let you go. I was young and didn’t know. That the way you loved was free and rare. I loved you back but couldn’t dare to face the scorn and ridicule the kids at school can be so cruel. And…

  Fourteen rocks, purple orbs Easily crushed by hand Scooped and shaped, delicately formed From a child’s box of sand Hours of fun and memories made With all the questions born Were these rocks native to the moon That came to earth airborne Or were…

I’m never going to remind you how tired you’ve made me I’ve learned from two decades of seasons before Words stick with some longer than action So with you I’ll never keep score Such a tiny stature with the strength of the wind Elephant trunk…

It was the year nineteen twenty-two And Ireland was free, after much ado The English got the boot, Long they may mourn their loot, While the Emerald Isle reigns true.   Prompt 4 – Write a poem set a hundred years ago, or a hundred…

8      Old Toes   I saw her toes going east and west Mine have swallowed large blueberries Old toes are not forgiving or inviting   Sanding rock hard heels now essential The darning egg years older than myself Is back in service often…

Here we are in black and white in the world of brightest colors. Some people are red or blue then turns into yellow. I need to be black at some days where I need to go. But you backing me up into white means, I’ll…

There’s something scary in the dark and the adults need cartoons to help them sleep at night after we open their phones all day for the state-mandated doses of paralyzing fear. What’s left to do but reach out for some kind of comfort? But the…

He saw the alarm clock over there, ticking on the chest of drawers. “Good God!” he thought. It was half past six, and the hands were going quietly on. It was past the half hour, almost quarter to seven. Shouldn’t the alarm have sounded? One…