I often wish I was A more expressive friend, back then In the days we had, Ages of some few years Plus ten. ~ We had our moments I know I felt that thrill. Just to sit with you besides,…
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This Old Place
This old place has become a worn relic Avoiding the urge to redevelop Farms often sold with great haste Seldom is this sort of place Left alone nature’s charm can envelop. ~ an EWK Limerick Poe’em ©2016 EWK /// Irish Limerick line-style…
What Does?
What does beautiful feel like in the dark? What does sexy sound like in silence? What does time look like without a clock? ~ an EWK Poe’em ©2016 EWK
Tree of Life
The clouds of this life you see Have passed us by in shape-shifted serenity You don’t always look up, as it’s there I would be. This tree of life has become your home. It’s branches have grown with time A…
At Night
A sliver of moonlight scrapes along my windowpane. Hurting my mind as these eyes wouldn’t see These shards of my saddening darkness Silhouetted as outlines drawn My curtains shut tight At night. ~ an EWK Poe’em ©2016 EWK
Ever Upward
Our lives are so received Subject to a memory The edifice of person. Spirit of minds eventual uniting Within the endless bounds of time Eternities of sighs and disbeliefs. Containment of desires Eluded by weighted patience Held to earthen legacies.…
These Are the Days
Tomorrow, When it arrives: Is Today. ~ Today, When it has passed: Is Yesterday. ~ Yesterday, Becomes our past: Memories. ~ an EWK Poe’em ©2016 EWK
My Window Breaks ~ a Haiku poem
Morning has broken – Sunlight through my window breaks: Repaired with coffee. ~ an EWK Haiku Poe’em ©2016 EWK
My World Here
My world here slowly turns me around to where you are. Can words reach out for what needs to be said to you on distant horizons, many hours ahead? Thoughts pass among us, time zones between us apart. Nighttime comes…
To Have and To Hold
~ To have, Our lives Woven in time And place Spun from memories. and To hold, Ourselves With special cares We’ve shared To our days of old. ~ To have, Moments Of tender flesh Wrinkled From tasks we’ve done. and…
Sunny Sides ~ a poem of Springtime
Sun, it is a’set’in. Springtime arrives with hopeful intent. Bedtime has come, as prayers are said. Flowering bee’d beds, raise up their bloom’in heads. Happy, flappy birds begin the next baby birdy boom on every bud’ning branch. Starry, starry night.…
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Tick Tock Time ~ a rewinder reminder
Tick tock… Time to turn time FORWARD! Commence calibrating clocks and cuckoos consecutively clockwise. Caution! Could cause considerable consternation; choreographed care of cosmically-computed chronographs keeping chronological clocks conclusively clicking… Causing cross-country commenting and commotion… Consider copious cups of coffee? Grab…
Tagged with: alliteration, clock, daylight savings time, funny, poem, poetry, time
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A Verse Set in Stone
Alluring Architecture Bouldered Bastion Crenelated Castle Dulcet Daybreak Ensconced Eminence Flagged Finials Guarded Gorge Historic Heraldry Intimately Intriguing Jutting Juxtapositions Kingly Knoll Legendary Landscape Monumental Mystique Nostalgic Nobility Obsolete Obstacle Pinnacled Parapets Quaint Quirkiness Rusticated Ramparts Steepled Spires Timeless Towers…
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Dare to Blink
Earth turns slowly round Infinite horizons sought As we dare to blink. ~ an EWK Haiku Poe’em ©2016 EWK (inspired by another day) // video from Pixabay
This Old Man ~ a triple Haiku
This old man has seen Through it all: both love and loss Not to disrespect. This old man has lived By the work of his own hands He deserves respect. This old man has prayers Since his good old days; long…
Wake Up!
~ an EWK Quilted Poe’em ©2016 EWK Good Morning! How did you wake up this morning? Deep sleep? Sweet dreams? Or, “Let’s try that again.”? (inspired by a cup of coffee, and bacon)
Earth’s Haiku
The Earth keeps turning People live here day by day Hang on tight, ok? ~ The globe slowly spins Time is relative they say, Go ask your Uncle. ~ It’s Monday again Sunrise comes but once a day Following the…
An Origami Kind of Love
It was an Origami kind of love. All folds and creases. In all the right places. We were two sheets of paper held together in a honorable pattern of texture, forms and color. The makers’ hands created our shapes as…
Tick tock… turn back the clocks!
Tick tock… Time to turn time BACKWARDS! Commence calibrating clocks and cuckoos consecutively counter-clockwise. Caution! Could cause considerable consternation; choreographed care of cosmically-computed chronographs keeping chronological clocks conclusively clicking… Causing cross-country commenting and commotion… Consider copious cups of coffee? Grab…
