Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Today's Poem

A few poems from the small stone collection this year of mine, from bad to verse. 


There is no greater joy on a face
than the anticipation
as the boy prepares
to jump
deep into a puddle.


She covers her eyes and pouts
at the hard truth we've worked so hard to pad
the world is not ordered to her liking.


I know that it is important
today, now, this instant already
But I promise you I promise you
you will not remember
the vitalness of this now
come tomorrow.

No comments:

Leaving a comment is a form of free tipping. But this lets me purchase diet coke and chocolate.

If you sneak my work, No Chocolate for You!