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Tag Archives: Poetry
Autumn in the South
By J. Payne Some years are hot and humidSome years, more cool and dryBut always in OctoberAutumn’s sailing byThe trees upon the hilltopsAnd near the river’s mouthWill change their clothes quite quicklyWhen it’s autumn in the South The sound of … Continue reading
Autumn crept through the hills
Autumn crept through the hills, last night Trailing her gossamer gown Leaving golden treetops in her wake With green underskirts and slippers She stopped to whisper her secrets To blushing boughs Scattered among the modest orange and dancing yellow Summer … Continue reading
The Last Few Days of Summer
There is something somewhat wistful in the early morning air As the last few days of summer come to call Even though I will not miss the heat, I’m sad to see her go As she dies away and make … Continue reading
Humanity
Author’s Note: This is a style with which I have played a fair bit. I call it, bidirectional poetry. Your eyes begin in the upper left and can travel down in columns or across in rows. The style requires a … Continue reading
Tolerance
To my elders I wish for you this year Tolerance We who lack the same scope May not see with absolute lines We don’t realize the way we Dismiss you as obsolete Reject your worldviews Treat you like a burden … Continue reading
Global Casualty
I am a casualty of the casualties of unintentioned people I am captive by my plight and sentenced to death by armies of cell-phone having, dog walking, organic chip eating ranks of the intentionally unconfronted I am consigned to a … Continue reading
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My Friends
Bright colors But some duller – though handy Only words Often helpful – sometimes banal Orphaned once Oaken apartments – now their home Kept dry Kind use prolongs life – no spills Straight spines Skins – some hard, some soft
Independence Day
I originally posted this early last year but in honor of the yearly celebration of independence as a nation, I thought it appropriate to consider what it means to be free. In order to honor all the sacrifices made by … Continue reading
Procrastination II
Cerebral malaise commences while symptomatic apperception emerges. Preeminent circumambulating ruminations displace exigent necessities and quietude metamorphosed linear intervals into wide-eyed possibilities of surrogate normative postulates.
Procrastination I
If once we put off that which must be done Then twice putting off becomes easier still. The reward of leisure, meant to be won, If indulged in before work, (ubiquitous fact) loses its thrill. And worse yet we find, … Continue reading
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