Earlier this year, my wife and I visited Pompeii. We saw the ruins and the people who perished but were preserved in the moment of their deaths. That inspired this poem.
#2020
The backyard no longer green Autumn leaves cover the ground Some floating in the stiff breeze Little eddies round and round All the tree branches stripped bar…
the movers came today; three short, muscled guys one by one they carried all of his possession… to the yellow truck,
Rolling meadows stretch into the s… Treetops glow in myriad shades of… Flowers bloom brightly in the suns… In rainbow colors; what a perfect… But the mercury is rising, an omin…
A lovely bird cage Antique ornate bejeweled Glum blue jay inside How tragic that such beauty Can inflict tremendous pain
For many days, it’s been raining The floor’s wet the roof’s been le… Basins buckets quickly filling Bad weather still continuing But then the ground started shakin…
center i’ve tried to find meaning in everything I see, but sometimes a sunset’s just a moment to cherish!
Limerick Just for Laughs A woodland fairy lives on the east… All alone in a wooden shack; every… She’s young and loves company But no other fairies she could se…
I burrow through the space-time co… Into a mystical, mythical, surreal… Lost with a billion suns hurtling… Trapped in a swirling motion into… Time stood still as the gravitatio…
oh yes! she made a huge mistake! companionship; all she ever wanted so, she dated a man she met at a w… quite old he was; still, the man s… lo! he turned out to be an oversex…
Few thousand miles swallows travel Twice a year in mass migration To party somewhere temperate Avoid winter hibernation The swallows leave Capistrano
Skimming the calm ocean surface Hovering then flapping its wings The gray pelican hunts for food Predator in the scheme of things Swiftly an arrow up the skies
It is time to go Every night he prays steadfast That it be his last Pleasures have deserted him Tomorrows are looking grim
A Limerick Just for Laughs We all went to dinner; me, myself… We sat on one chair, we don’t know… I did most of the talking Myself quietly listening
My young son threw a ball at me But sadly, he caught me unaware And it bounced right in front of m… Oh! I melted at his wounded stare… Perhaps more focused I should be
Snowflakes floating on air Puffs of cloud drifting around Then colder it got Freezing rain hit the ground An eerie crystal wonderland