Some connections don’t arrive with a plan. They grow naturally, little by little, until something simple begins to feel meaningful. This piece reflects that kind of bond, one built through closeness, trust, and the quiet hope of what two people can become together.
Random harmony
For you and me
Has come to be
A future that I see
We have no plan
Come take my hand
We’ll walk in the sand
Together we will stand
Hold each other tight
With all our might
Nothing out of sight
Tomorrow is bright
As the rising sun
We will grow as one
No comparison
What will become
-DAWaldo
6d ago
May 28, 2026 at 7:26 PM UTC
Some questions do not come with easy answers. This piece reflects the way people are often judged by what they show on the outside, while the truth underneath can be much more complex. Sometimes perception is quick, but understanding takes time.
If I walk alone…
…am I lonely?
If I scream…
…am I mad?
If I hurt…
…am I broken?
If I smile…
…am I happy?
If I cry…
…am I sad?
If I run…
…am I afraid?
If I tremble…
…am I scared?
If I help…
…am I wrong?
-DAWaldo
May 21
May 21, 2026 at 5:15 PM UTC
There is a strange tension in city life, where nature and civilization still exist side by side, even when we barely notice it. This piece reflects that uneasy balance, the warning signs around us, and the quiet reminder that life keeps speaking even when the world grows distracted. Sometimes what we hear in nature says more than what we hear from each other.
Crickets silent tonight
Chirping out of sight
Light cracks the horizon
A new day is rising
Falcon screech I hear
Dangerous presence is near
Siren in the distance
City life existence
Have we lost our way
Spirituality gone today
We focus on the wrong
Is hope for humanity gone
We need to make a turn
Pay attention and learn
Dangerous presence is near
Falcon screech I hear
Bunnies will not play
Little birds flock away
Too much to overcome
Falcon today has not won
DAWaldo
May 7
May 7, 2026 at 2:23 PM UTC
THIS POEM IS MINE
I believe but I don’t know…
Poetry was taught back in school???
That was some 40 years ago
So let this journey be told!!!
Not part of the IPhone generation
AOL wasn’t even a creation
Black boards and chalk
We were made to talk
All this has been forgotten
But don’t let this be dishearten
Devastation happened one day
I no longer knew what to say
Put down my beer picked up a pen
Wrote a poem beginning to end
Didn’t know what else to do
To help a friend try to get through
She inspired me in such a way
Wrote a poem almost every day
What you don’t understand
None of this was planned
My friends pushed me through
Emotions that were subdue
For I can’t comprehend
What is at the end of my pen
Like a blind man that can’t see
I learn a bit differently……
Thanks to my family and friends
Who will support me to the end
Every poet that has effected me
I hope one day that it may be me
DAWaldo
Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 11:05 AM UTC
YOUR LAND YOUR HOME
There is a place
Where I’m afraid to go
Where the stars line up
With the land below
Where energy resonates
From an unknown states
Could this be from an alien hand
Questions I don’t understand
There is a place
Where I’m afraid to go
A beautiful place
The whole world will know
An ancient land
Before biblical time
A mystical prism
IN the fabric of time
There is a place
Where I’m afraid to go
Where the women are laced in gold
Their power they hold is untold
Cradling life in such a way
Spiritual energy might say
As they protect their clan
To save this historic land
There is a place
Where I’m afraid to go
A desert oasis made of gold
Stories they tell are so bold
Show me the treasures
Of the land you call home
And you will understand
Why I’m afraid to go
DAWaldo
Apr 16
Apr 16, 2026 at 3:28 PM UTC
Why do we write? To cope, to escape, to embrace, to connect, to reflect. This poem was written for a special person I had just met, someone I would have never known if my friends had not pushed me to take that next step. This one is for you, Sakna — a journey I did not expect.
Imagine there is a place
With a smile on your face
When you open the door
Two worlds to explore
One outside your front door
One you’ve never seen before
Come take a walk with me
We’ll share harmony
Imagine there is a place
Somewhere in outer space
Where all of the stars glow
Bright as the moon we know
Where we’ll never forget
But we’ll always reflect
About what we’ve become
Due to things we overcome
Imagine there is a place
When we meet face to face
An emotional embrace
Can our hearts keep this pace
-DAWaldo
Apr 14
Apr 14, 2026 at 2:41 PM UTC
Some poems do more than pass the time. They slow you down, make you think, and sometimes shift your whole mood. This piece is a reminder that poetry can carry feeling, imagery, and truth in a way that reaches deeper than ordinary words.
Today I will sit alone
Won’t even answer my phone
Search for words to inspire
Reach out if I desire
Interesting poems I read
Definite messages received
Amazing we are all one
Living under this sun 🌞
Thoughts we can put to words
Understandably are nouns and verbs
They will affect us in ways
May even change your day
The emotions are real
Some you definitely feel
The imagery you can see
Occasionally sets you free
But only if you take the time
To explore outside your mind
Listen and read to what they say
Open your mind, read a poem today
-DAWaldo
Apr 8
Apr 8, 2026 at 12:21 PM UTC
Sometimes it’s the smallest moments that leave the biggest impact. A single smile can shift your energy, change your day, and create a connection you didn’t expect. This piece reflects how something so simple can turn into something meaningful.
A smile started the show
Your aura a perfect glow
Voice so soft as you spoke
Something inside awoke
A day turned into three or four
While looking through the door
Hoping to see you again
I was truly taken
The time we have spent
Definitely heaven sent
Connected in some way
Sixth sense one might say
We take time to learn
At each and every turn
The stronger we become
As we grow as one
Nothing we cannot do
When it comes to me & you
Thankful in every way
Your smile that day
DAWaldo
Mar 25
Mar 25, 2026 at 3:37 PM UTC
This piece reflects how unexpected connections can grow into something deeper over time. Sometimes, what starts as something small turns into something meaningful that you never saw coming. What are the odds that two paths cross and create something real?
If I was a betting man
Would have lost this hand
To meet someone like you
And share the way we do
Physical it may have been
But something from within
Turned into so much more
As we open door after door
Thankful for what we’ve become
With the obstacles we overcome
DAWaldo
Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 1:59 PM UTC
Sometimes the hardest thing to do is step back and face yourself. In a world that constantly demands more from you, protecting your peace becomes a necessity. This piece reflects that quiet battle and the strength it takes to stay grounded.
A recluse I will be
If it keeps my sanity
It is hard to blend in
When you don’t have thick skin
In a world full of hate
I’ll take my empty plate
Walk a mile in my shoes
A choice you will not choose
I’m thankful for my mind
My vision is not blind
Kindness that I can see
Rare in society
Easier to walk away
Than to fight every day
Self respect second place
Clearly seen on my face
If I learn from the past
Forward progress should last
Everything will begin
Just take A LOOK WITHIN
DAWaldo
Mar 3
Mar 3, 2026 at 1:20 PM UTC