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carole-e-slesnick
I read how things happen when one gets old how things fall apart maybe I should just get off the planet But wait - I still have things to do I'm just beginning to figure things out sort of I'm just beginning to heal I love these sunny days when the light comes inside and illuminates different places always playing with color
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Jun 21, 2019
Jun 21, 2019 at 10:35 PM UTC
Not yet
most men want even need to be appreciated most women want even need to be valued most **** sapiens us human animals want to be respected we try our very best there is usually a reason for a behavior get to the reason
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May 12, 2019
May 12, 2019 at 7:14 PM UTC
Reason
cry no one hears but the wind will blow and carry your tears as they flow over the years the wind will blow the earth will know the earth will know
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Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 9:42 PM UTC
Let It Flow
What is that look? That thousand mile stare Is it a look of wonder? (Where is my father? He's always been with me Should I cry?) I'm about two My Aunt Mary is holding me She's looking at me - with concern? I'm not looking at her I've got that stare Has my life changed? Forever? In another photo - same time period I'm told to hold a cat I've put out my arms the cat is plopped down Poor cat I look at no one Not the camera Not the people They are all liars.
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Jun 24, 2018
Jun 24, 2018 at 10:16 PM UTC
Gone
I passed him in the produce isle on his face - the faintest smile not too bright but slightly sly as very gently he cradled a pie I couldn't see what kind of pie as quickly we passed each other by I sensed he wanted to hurry away with plans for his pie that very day
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Nov 25, 2017
Nov 25, 2017 at 10:08 PM UTC
Holiday Magic
For a long time I was angry with her even trying to get rid of her She'd pop up at inappropriate times with her odd behavior Later I thought about integrating and accepting her making her feel welcome Now - I ask her advice After all - she's the one who felt all the love My parents were kind and loving people She's the one who knew them She was already 3 when my mother told my father to get lost She was already 4 when my mother took off to pursue another dream So she knows life from the perspective of confidence and self worth It's good I invited her in and made friends with her she helps me She's the one who showed me how to let go
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Mar 30, 2017
Mar 30, 2017 at 7:54 PM UTC
My Inner Child
Let it go like grains of sand spilling through fingers Let it flow like a swift river over smooth stones Let it drift like snow on a windy day Let it blow like dust in a swirling storm
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Mar 30, 2017
Mar 30, 2017 at 6:39 PM UTC
Let It Go
long train passes revealing the quiet gray-blue bay floating white cloud but in the western sky something dark brewing she spreads her wings riding the currents wherever they take her
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Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 9:13 PM UTC
Sunday in the park with haiku
Morning bells *** tea flee Or in an alternate universe pea tee flea Which could include breakfast, golf, and a dog instead of the bathroom warm drink, and a walk Either way involves leaving the comfy warm nest
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Feb 24, 2017
Feb 24, 2017 at 5:59 PM UTC
Morning Bells