Poems to Share

This house, onceso full of lifeis quiet now The music is missing The clank, clank, clankof keys is gone The sound ofchopsticks performedon repeat no longerfills the room Now, the room is filledwith a fine layerof dust Strings stretchedout of shape Cushions hardenfrom lack of use Keys stickIn place A…

Waves crash violentlyagainst the face of jagged rocks. Salt water leaves its markon the edge of the barrier,while shiny crystalized pieces,dried out from the hot sun,stick to the surface…just out of the waves’ range. This continual beating will go on for days,when out of nowhere,a gentle caress takes its place.…

You came to me in a waking dreamPulling hard, you removed the last seamMy mind now ready and fully receptiveTo see, to feel a different perspective You left this plane many years agoYour loved ones gave a goodbye showWith tears and fears you would be missedBut your memories would always…

You stare at meYou call my nameYou clap your handsYou shout out commands I stare at youI hear my nameI watch your handsI obey your commands You scratch my backI lick your handYou offer a treatWhen you ask, I speak Woof! You’re my best friend

Sitting quietlywatching ameandering stream The curvescarveddeepinto the earth Time has enabled waterto etch its markLeaving its signthrough the passing years I see the story of my lifein each curveThe ups and downsechoing my timeThe gentle pooling aswater gathersAnd createsa small basinThen the rush oftumbling waterWhen rocksblock the way Water starts…

A rotting, decomposing tomato hides life insideProtected seeds germinate with potentialThe pulp, rich for a compost pileDecay bears endless possibilities Discarded tomato seeds in rich soilWaiting for new life to appearExcitement when new shoots spring upWatching them claim the sunWhile stems sway in the breeze Large strong stalks stand ready…

I dip my toes into the calming sea,Searching for traces left of you and me. I feel the waves rolling in and out,The sun’s beating down, so hot, no doubt. The water, so cold, puts a chill on my toes,I stand in my place, because anything goes. Ten toes stay…

I stand outside, my eyes are closedCompletely covered, hardly an inch exposedI listen intently to the falling snowThe temperature drops, It’s getting low I twirl with my arms stretched out wideThen l reach for you to come to my sideA blanket of snow paints the field whiteA soft brush will…