Tag: poetry

paper planes (archives)

i read my poem

to an old friend

he thought it

was about him

it caught me so

off guard when

he began to sob

i had meant it

to be humorous

seeing him cry

brought tears to

my eyes as well

so there we sat

two grown men

sobbing together

over a silly poem

about time travel

* * *

poems are paper planes–

we send them out, not knowing

where they might touch down

–photo by me

Slippery Slopes

To flying bugs and crawling ants,

A bright bouquet of pitcher plants

Becomes a water park with rides–

They can’t resist the slippery slides!

And once inside the saccules,

They’re trapped and drown in nectar pools.

And no, I’m not being frivolous–

This water park’s carnivorous!

–Photo by me

empath

i’m sitting here watching a group

of both physically and mentally

challenged young children

sing their hearts out on one

of those talent shows on tv.

they get the golden buzzer,

and the audience explodes–

people are hugging each other,

mothers and fathers are crying,

and the children themselves

are beaming like sunlight

with honest-to-goodness

genuine happiness as they

dance around the stage.

tears run down my cheeks,

and for the moment, anyway,

i’m glad that i’m an empath.

temple of the forest

i am a priest

in the temple

of the forest.

i go there now

seeking solitude

in the frosty morn.

the path of leaves

soon gives way

to a carpet

of golden needles;

i have reached

the inner sanctum.

here, great pillars

reach into the sky

opening a portal

between heaven

and earth

–photo by me