The Sun in Poetry
In a Breath To the Williamson Brothers High noon. White sun flashes on the Michigan Avenue asphalt. Drum of hoofs and whirr of motors. Women traipsing along in flimsy clothes […]
Poetry
Driving Test: Relieved, Exhausted
A major source of anxiety over the past month has been the driving test I take every year to confirm I can still drive safely as a Parkie. Last year
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The Sun in Poetry (Palate Cleanser #2)
Hoar-Frost In the cloud-grey mornings I heard the herons flying; And when I came into my garden, My silken outer-garment Trailed over withered leaves. A dried leaf crumbles at a
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The Sun in Poetry (Palate Cleanser)
As an antidote to my dark sonnet yesterday, I offer this lighter poem about looking in the mirror and growing older. BTW my throbbing headache has segued into a cold. A
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Downer @ the Dentist = One Sick, Sad Sonnet
I went to the dentist this morning with a cracked filling and throbbing toothache. I thought he would patch me up then and there, but no! The whole tooth is
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The Sun In Poetry *And* A Real Sonnet
October Bending above the spicy woods which blaze, Arch skies so blue they flash, and hold the sun Immeasurably far; the waters run Too slow, so freighted are the river-ways
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The Sun and Moon in Poetry
Passage A dark sail, Like a wild-goose wing, Where the sunset was. The moon soon will silver its sinewy flight Thro the night watches, And the far flight Of those
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Not!
Eventually I’ll write a refined sonnet. In the meantime, bear with me as I learn from my many mistakes. Here’s a sophomoric meditation on anxiety. Great artwork once again from
Would You Please Stop?
I’m sorry. I wrote another sonnet. My Secret Life When I’m healthy, I don’t feel so old. This happens when I work out often. I’d like to note I work
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The Sun in Poetry
The Gift to Sing Sometimes the mist overhangs my path, And blackening clouds about me cling; But, oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to cheerful