Modern Poetry

A Poem for Cris and Mike

Like a feather falling in a storm, love has its own currents These currents have no mind, no choices, no…

7 years ago

Up

If and when we start again I hope I'll be kinder I hope I'll be a better friend Though I…

7 years ago

The Door

Beyond the walk there lies a door Past the door are many more It stretches beyond what we can see…

7 years ago

My Song

If and when I danced, I danced to their tune Their pied piper play, took my worries away I found…

7 years ago

Watching

We stand near a window, always looking down Watching all the minnows, their schools flitting around We laugh, we cry,…

7 years ago

Without a Verse

If at once, you judge him well and count the curse, without the veil You would know, in times he…

7 years ago

We Are

Current clock unwinds Past remembrances lost Called to skies am I

7 years ago

Spinning

Stars shine along us But choice is a rotation What paths we make today

7 years ago

At the table

He sits quietly at the table Thoughts are fading whispers, blending with the surrounding They don't know he's unstable Mental…

7 years ago

Forthcoming

Galloping along the fevered road Chronos calls us still Instincts say it shouldn't slow Others feel terrors thrill The night…

7 years ago