A poem a day to keep brain rot away

Join me as I attempt to create a poem a day... whether awesome, bawdy, corny, dreadful, entertaining, fabulous, gross or hilariously hokey, I will try to string together everything from couplets to limericks - just for the fun of fiddling with words!

May 3rd, 2012

Today is quite a special day. I have actually reached the one year mark. I posted my first poem on May 3rd, 2011. I have had a great time doing this. It has basically become a habit and I don’t really want to stop. So, I am going to continue this thread because I have enjoyed it so much. It’s true that most of the poems were terrible. Some were good (or at least I thought so!) but mostly they were a reflection of something I either saw that day, thought of, felt or heard. In any case, I hope you have enjoyed the ride as much as I have. Here’s to letting the word out – come what may!

Monday, February 23, 2015

Dandy Andy

Dandy Andy was all the rage
Dandy Andy claimed his age
Now Dandy Andy's dead and gone
But his works still live on

Dandy Andy looked around
And made master works with objects found
Dandy Andy made hearts faint
With what he did with pix and paint

From within his gilded cage
Dandy Andy set stage
Despite the years long since past
He made his15 minutes last

Saturday, January 31, 2015

No Regrets

Not often do I wish that I chose a different path
But sometimes if I let myself I see where I might have gone
It's a painful, silly exercise that leads nowhere except great pain
So, I shut that side of my mind to keep safe and sane

Friday, December 5, 2014

Green with Flashing Lights

My beautiful green and clueless elf
Nothing more enchanting than yourself
Those sincere and pleading eyes
Elicit languorous, longing sighs
While your dulcet, warming tones
Send shivers through my bones
 

Thursday, December 4, 2014

Looking back

I fear that I've forgotten
How bold and brave I was
Back when I was just a youth
Following my very own laws

Now I look back and I see
A cautious, retiring frame
Someone more preoccupied
With living a life most tame

Is it that time marched on,
Leaving me wiser now?
Or is it the younger faces,
Cowing me by showing me how?

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Red Sigh

Although I long to touch your face
That smooth yet rugged brow
I know that we're forbidden
Each held back by a sacred vow

You're heart-felt song calls to me
And answer you I must
Despite the danger to my soul
And the shaking of my trust

I cannot look for too long
For fear that I might drown
As in your eyes I see such depth
Those pools of deepest brown

So, my dear I write this ode
To your beauty and your grace
Resigned that only in my mind
Will I ever touch your face

Friday, September 19, 2014

Back once more

I've been away too long
From this never-ending song

I'd left my voice behind
Leaving others to seek and find

Now I'm back again to grace
The pages of this space

And to leave my mark once more
With words of hope galore

Thursday, August 21, 2014

Songbird coo

Let me open up the door
To that pulsing golden core
Where music and love combine
Into melodies enchanting and sublime
Let me take you to that place
Where entwined we reach a state of grace
Under mesmerizing stars
We'll know the night as well and truly ours

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Buried treasure

I watched the river flow
Around my naked feet
I felt my toes get cold
While enjoying the summer heat

Soon a ripple from the past
Emerged before our eyes
In a rainbow of shining brilliance
Very much to our surprise

A kaleidoscope of color
Brought haphazardly to the fore
A millennial trove of treasure
Of creatures from before

We filled our meager coffers
With all that we could find
And returned then to the river
Leaving happy thoughts behind

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Committed

You've made your vow
You're committed now

A family man
With a bigger plan

The wheel has turned
All others are spurned

You've made your nest
And we wish you the best

Monday, August 18, 2014

Go West

The fields were yellow and green
Under skies of blue
The landscape was magnificent
Never-ending and brand new

A lush and fertile land
Where man could thrive and grow
A place filled with essentials
On display as if for show

But is this where we're called?
To settle and to sow?
In a pastoral kind of existence?
Leaving behind all we know?