Category: Poetry

The Gift

“Who’ll give me a dollar And who will make it five? See how the sunlight hits it Why, it almost appears alive!” But – he couldn’t get an offer No matter how hard he tried The painting came from an ‘Estate Sale’ The last of a line had died,...

Christmas Love

One more sweater To go in a drawer That I’ll end up saying I hardly ever wore, One more ‘thing’ That I don’t really need But I’ll surely exclaim “Very nice indeed!” Gloves and socks Another four pair Pastel ‘put-ons’ And ‘fashion’ underwear, It’s not what they gave me...

Merry Christmas

From that very first Christmas Peace On Earth was the plan Now look at the troubles That are coming to man, So sad situations Climate cul-de-sac Revolution and ruin Life under attack, We find all around us Everything seems a mess Greed grabbing monsters Who couldn’t care less, Old...

A Spiritual Conspiracy

On the surface of our world right now There is war, violence, and craziness And things may seem dark. But calmly and quietly At the same time Something is happening underground. An inner revolution is taking place And certain individuals Are being called to a higher light. It is...

Sooner Or Later

Some fine morning Some fine day All of us will come to A parting of the way, Born for by and by The cruising of due season Quick shortness of our living Unravelling of reason, Nonchalant risk of nuance With no space to spare Self abandoned to time’s shelf...

Remembrances

Remembrances Goldenrods and purple asters Are among the last to go With too late black-eyed susans Standing stiff against the snow, Hornet’s nests have been prepared The housefly has found a crack Crickets now are silent Firefly’s will not be back, Forget-me-nots – forgotten June-bug grubs – a “dig”...

We Can Do It

We Can Do It No! Paper plates, Styrofoam Plastic knives and forks TV dinners, ready to eat Screw-off tops and corks! No! Throw away, dispose of Cast off, and discard Environmentally friendly Seems simply – oh so hard! Yes! Reuse and recycle The key to success Reduce and reclaim...

Oops!

  Oops! I pulled up to the STOP sign Not another car in sight So, I didn’t bother stopping Oops! A ‘ticket’ I can’t fight! I was headed for the table With ‘my’ hodge-podge galore When my trick-knee buckled Oops! It all went on the floor! I was peeling...

Last Week of September

Last Week of September Them foolish falling leaves And, again I remember How we found a spark That we fanned to an ember That flared up, and flamed out The last week of September!    D.C. Butterfield...

Blame

Blame  Who’s taking aim What is their game Why – to inflame? When was their claim From where have they came? How come we’re so tame By what manner, explain! Wherewithal is their fame Nevertheless, their acclaim Regardless the frame! At what price is my shame In what way...