So Simple So simple the words we say. Words that carry us through the day. I love you, that simple it seems. You fill my days and haunt my dreams. A time to be shared by just we two. How simple it seems, … I love you. So Softly It moves so softly growing, You […]
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Jeff Burkhart’s “Rhyme and Reason”: Pondering Death (For Mark and Mitch)
As the years of my life have gone by, from time to time an old friend visits me. He always stops by unannounced. No phone call. No knock on the door. He just shows up. There doesn’t seem to be any particular plan to his visits and the older I get, the more often I […]
Poetry Corner: James Garrett “The Car”
It sits there now getting rusty and gray. It hasn’t moved since he last went away. He would leave for duty at a distant place. Months would pass before we would see his face. Returning often in the dead of night, He always hurried home after his flight. We would awaken at once to the […]
Poetry Corner: Bud Light “Marking Time”
Another summer gone Never to return With its color, its fragrances, Its sensual promise. I wonder sometimes if all this is real or if, perchance, it’s but a figment of my imagination. Because, if it is real Why does it tease me and, Like so many memories of the past, Leave me before I’m ready […]
Jeff Burkhart’s “Rhyme and Reason”: Footprints
As I walk on the beach Where we once walked together The tips of the waves nip my toes And the sand is awash With the cold briny water High tide will come soon I suppose I turn ‘round and gaze At the trail of my steps And my footprints look lonely because Long ago […]
Poetry Corner: Bud Light “Coins and Treasures”
To spend it Yet not too carelessly; To hoard it Yet not too frugally; To give it Yet not too liberally; To value it Yet not too highly TIME—the universal coin. To live it But not too pompously; To love it But not too sensually; To embrace it But not too closely; To leave it […]
Poetery Corner: James Garrett “Old Man”
The old man sits there by the bay. You see him sitting most every day, Tossing bread to seagulls, As he moves through late life lulls. He came before as a searching youth, Then sailed far looking for truth. Never more one day he’ll come there. No food the birds to share. He’s outlived all […]
Jeff Burkhart’s “Rhyme and Reason”: Wear-With-All
Without an inhibition We’re all naked when we’re born From that moment we are taught That clothing must be worn All throughout our history The styles have come and gone We dress in hopes we might impress Perchance that we may spawn Some cultures fill their skin with ink Or smear their face with ashes […]
Poetry Corner: James Garrett “Young Photo”
Fifty years ago, together they stood. Separated in the photo by a pole of wood. She, about the age of eighteen, Unaware of the world to be seen. He, firm of jaw and strong of hand, Long a traveler throughout the land. She, so neat and proper in form. Shielded from life, ever since born. […]