Poems to Share

Author: mg1766

  • Bread

    This morning, as I got out of bed,I decided it was a perfect day for fresh bread.Got out the flour, turned on the heat,Mix, knead, rise, bake, and then eat.

  • Hidden Garden

    Traffic patterns build as night turns to day.Cars and trucks honking, get out of my way. Exhaust forms a barrier we just can’t escape,It yells at our senses, this asphalt landscape. Cars driving by let us know they’re here,With constant traffic it’s all that we hear. Tall buildings towering just…

  • Concerto in Light

    Fireflies light the evening skyChildren skip through the yard Evading capture from tiny handsBy soaring between leaves on trees Flashing incandescent colorsYellow, green or orange Glass jars with wholes in the lidCaptured, they continue to glow A symphonic performanceGlowing in unison, lighting the way Lights flicker, a short-lived lifeThe creation…

  • A River’s Path

    Snow melts at the mountain’s peakCreates soft streams of flowing waterRocks and trees steer, shaping the flowMany paths converge, then join together The landscape guides the water’s direction As rocks and ridges control its pathA river is created as water mergesIn time, the river reshapes the land The river grows…

  • Choosing to Fly

    The sea calls out to me.I whisper,Just please let me be. It calls out my name,I whisper,My answer’s the same. A strong wave rolls in,I whisper,Roll back out again. A sandbar appears,I whisper,I will not shed tears. The sea or the sky,I whisper,Dive deep or fly high? A seagull flies…

  • Fire’s Embrace

    The wind that touched youtouched me A hot breeze blowswe feelbut we can’t see Heat fills the airIt wraps My limbs In exhaustion Then Frozen in timeWhile the fire ragesOvertaking all The fire’s marchRelentless like anunstoppable Brigade Red and yellowFill the sky, while Fear fills our hearts So much is…

  • The Garden

    The Garden

    The days of children running across the grassand skipping pebbles in the pond slowly fade.The sculptured bushes once manicured and well tendedhave started to show their neglect. A path once wornby the presence of countless footstepshas grass runners reaching across from opposing sides.An interrupted hopscotch pattern remainsas a silent reminderthat…

  • Lines

    Waiting in line, it’s what we all do.We’ve all been trained to stand in a queue.To pay for your groceries, you get in a line,When you’re ordering food, there’s a line just to dine. To travel, you need to show your IDYou can’t just shout, hey “it’s me, it’s me”.Go…

  • Proverbs

    This saying is right whether day or by night,“You can’t eat an elephant in just one bite”.The moral is do it a bit at a time,And with an elephant, maybe add some thyme! It’s said “A roaring lion kills no game”When you talk too much it makes you seem lame.Maybe…

  • First Chair

    I stroll through a beautiful garden, enjoying the perfumed scent of the gardenias, when I notice the scent of jasmine lingering nearby. Jasmine, growing alongside the gardenias, competes for the senses. The white flower blossoms co-mingle, contrasting with the deep green leaves.  The flowers seem to whisper in place, shyly…