|
||||||
|
|
She said she had a cat named Purple… I mentioned cats didn’t come in purple. She replied, “You’ve never seen him sleeping on the roof at sunset!” How does one argue with five year old logic, Eyes that see magic at every turn? “Little Judy,” a creative, forty year old mind inhabiting a little girl’s [...] I need to write… a poem early… Before breakfast. Before caffeine dilutes My train of thought. Before dreams are lost And plans for work Muddle my mind, With stuff Of yesterdays Of tomorrows Of days left behind And gifts of days lingering to become As yet, unwrapped. I write… as my heart Fills with pale [...]
Red dots they bring daily Big ones and little ones Here there and everywhere far away Dots on maps of the world Maps of continents green and brown Of deserts beige, ice caps white Oceans blue – pale light and dark water Red dots they bring daily Big ones and little ones [...]
Some ladies in black hats, and red flowered Green jackets, have a way of entering a place, making heads turn, no matter their age. Society teaches to be envious of beautiful young women, with tight bodies, forced smiles, and unfulfilled vacant eyes… Having been twenty, thirty, even forty and fifty… Sometimes looking [...] Some men have a way of looking inside finding the best you have to offer then putting it on the outside for all the world to see.
When you’ve been in their presence you begin to feel beautiful begin to experience a you, you didn’t even know was possible. All because… Because, they took [...] Watching © by Joshua Liberman – The Tao of Photography A tiny frightened child stands At the bottom of a hill Watching… As the train roars by Through the tall pine trees Wondering where it goes. Does it take you far away? To someplace warm, peaceful A place where there is space to [...] *If you have ever had a kiss that lasted 3 hours, you will fall in love with this poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
The fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the ocean, The winds of heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single, [...] Disappear fear Of unconscious feelings Carried so long So far, so deep Toss them aside In blue recycling containers Like plastic bottles I pick up hiking the glorious desert So worshiped and adored For who would wish To leave it messy Messy outside Like me inside Permit him joyous entry Knowing I’ve been Waiting for [...] Staring back… I see a face in the mirror, Her face, not mine. How could that be my face I was just 16, I was just 23, I was just 32… When did time disappear? When did that face in the mirror become hers not mine? When did her face meld with mine? When did [...] Rejected again by New Yorker magazine, who doesn’t want me visible on their shiny pages Though the junior editor thought I was so good He wrote “poignant, try another medium locally” in the corner of the 4×6 rectangular rejection notice in green ink on ecru paper.
Last night I read poems to strangers Following [...] |
|||||
|
Copyright © 2013 Sara Fryd - All Rights Reserved Powered by WordPress & Atahualpa 23 queries. 0.366 seconds. |
||||||
