SOL8: Poems

Here are a couple poems that I've written in the past couple of weeks. Some you may have seen and some maybe not; but I hope you like them.

Bird
A bird
Is bleak,
Or bright,
Or brown.

A bird
Is through,
Or broken,
Or silver.

A bird,
Is indifferent,
And undecided.



In My Pocket
A pen that clicks
Some tape that sticks
A paper clip
A mint

A silver thought
A tin robot
A document
To print

A black-ink pen
Vermillion wren
A tiny ball
Of lint

A dragon cave
A child saved
A drawing in
Full tint



Koi Pond
Golden fishes
Cool in springtime sweetest-
Dreams of lemonade.



Road from Veneux to Moret- Spring Day
(based on the painting by Alfred Sisley)

The road
the path
from which
none stray
is smooth
and cool
on such
a day

The trees
above
throw shade
below
protect
ing ground
from harsh
 a blow

And none
dare tear
through breeze
so blue
as sweet
Moret
in sight
anew.



A Cat Called Mewster- A Limerick
There once was a cat I called Mewster
Who at church would sit straight in his pewster
And the people did rave
Of the sermons he gave
And the way that he purred Halleluster



For Whom the Garden Grows
Walking through tranquility,
A tiny pair of shoes,
A dainty child made from the wind,
To dance with Solitude,

Petal-soft weighed thoughtfulness,
A song of Roses true,
A flick'ring, careful candlelight,
Softly glowing through,

And as she stepped if mesmerized,
Forget-Me-Nots blushed blue,
She sat upon a bottle-cap,
As Tulips bloomed anew.



Well, I hope that you guys enjoyed reading these poems, and you can expect more in the future!