Are you the hat
that sits decorating upon
my head? Here
I was thinking I’m
no hat person. But
we all change.
One day, goodness knows,
I may be a cane person.
Monocle person. Top hat
person.
One day I may move
outside of introversion
to a one-man show.
All because of the fabled
hat.
More at https://dehartreadingandlitresources.blogspot.com.
The moon is a wonderful creature
The stars are amazing in their culture
Twinkling, the moon and the stars keep the night alive
A story believed without being seen.
Darkness, a friend I have
And plead flees if I have luck,
For it has my heart consumed
Making me seem a follower
to no clock…
When shall I see the sky bright
What shall bring me to the light
When the sun that makes every day hot
Have I never seen shining bright.
Nature! They say it is destiny,
Is it mine to stay in always with
frowned face?
Trying to smile, I feel I might get no change
Like this, is being under a cage
going to change?
Sure, at one time the wings were gossamer
and we had the promise of a beach vacation
and sure, the cocoon was lovely, if not a little
cramped and there was nectar.
Not in great quantities, mind you, but there
was nectar, but now –
the wings have been trampled, life has
happened once too often, the trees
no longer provide much shade, and we must
move on, let the balloon soar, and allow
passage, art, and time.
More at https://jddehartfeaturepoems.blogspot.com.
He used to be
mighty and feared, keeping
all in order. Now he sits
on a flower-covered sofa
in a distant aunt’s basement.
There is nothing on television,
yet he finds himself looking.
He has not shaved in weeks.
All gone now
Anywhere
Any place
Without care
Outer space
To begin
Start brand new
Over again
Overdue
My favorite eau de cologne
So fragrant day after day
Soon becomes unnoticed
At times plain annoying
Finally losing its panache
Stagnating in the atomizer
Great obsolete pleasure
Set aside for what’s next
Today is different
I stare out my window and
I’m thinking of you
Today is different