Category: My Poetry

• Let The Show Begin *

  Let The Show Begin * Curtains drawn and footlights dimmed The audience hushed with anticipation Dressed in finest gowns and precious jewels Programmes tightly rolled and clutched To perfumed bodices of lace. With escorts seated at their side Chaffing at too-stiff collars and too-tight shoes Anxious to be home to watch the game, The critics…

  September 3, 2022

  Audio Version, My Poetry, My Work

• Second Childhood

  Second Childhood Forward Half a lifetime growing up, growing up. Then (almost) half a lifetime growing old From childhood To mid-life, To golden years, Always in a rush, in a rush. Preamble The time has come To stop and reconsider this haste Driving me on these many years. I now have time to weigh the…

  Piperguy48

  September 3, 2022

  My Poetry, My Work

• Second Childhood

  Second Childhood Forward Half a lifetime growing up, growing up. Then (almost) half a lifetime growing old From childhood To mid-life, To golden years, Always in a rush, in a rush. Preamble The time has come To stop and reconsider this haste Driving me on these many years. I now have time to weigh the…

  September 3, 2022

  My Poetry, My Work

• Let’s Go For A Ride

  Let’s go for a ride. Let’s go for a ride. Climb in the car, hop on the bike. Let’s go for a spin, hold on tight. Let’s take to the highways, the endless byways. Let the miles roll on by and by. Let’s go for a ride. Laughing and singing into the wind. Destinations all…

  Piperguy48

  September 2, 2022

  My Poetry, My Prose, My Work

• Drifting In The Past

  Drifting In The Past Ragged pictures fade in and out, Galleon clouds with tattered sails, Mist-shrouded images of things gone by, A dream with eyes wide open Or a dream within a dream. Persistent memories that will not fade, Not that I would wish them to, Appear before my eyes. I can recall almost as…

  Piperguy48

  September 2, 2022

  My Poetry, My Work

• Let’s Go For A Ride *

  Let’s go for a ride. Let’s go for a ride. Climb in the car, hop on the bike. Let’s go for a spin, hold on tight. Let’s take to the highways, the endless byways. Let the miles roll on by and by. Let’s go for a ride. Laughing and singing into the wind. Destinations all…

  September 2, 2022

  Audio Version, My Poetry, My Prose, My Work

• Drifting In The Past *

  Drifting In The Past Ragged pictures fade in and out, Galleon clouds with tattered sails, Mist-shrouded images of things gone by, A dream with eyes wide open Or a dream within a dream. Persistent memories that will not fade, Not that I would wish them to, Appear before my eyes. I can recall almost as…

  September 2, 2022

  Audio Version, My Poetry, My Work

• Celebration – September 2nd 1948

  Celebration – September 2nd 1948 We all take note of special occasions. We celebrate our birthdays, anniversaries And other annual days of note. We have parties, we give gifts, We send cards and letters, We offer up best wishes For continued good health And especially, Many Happy Returns. They are joyous times Filled with warmth…

  Piperguy48

  September 2, 2022

  My Poetry, My Prose, My Work

• Celebration – September 2nd 1948

  Celebration – September 2nd 1948 We all take note of special occasions. We celebrate our birthdays, anniversaries And other annual days of note. We have parties, we give gifts, We send cards and letters, We offer up best wishes For continued good health And especially, Many Happy Returns. They are joyous times Filled with warmth…

  September 2, 2022

  My Poetry, My Prose, My Work

• The Question

  The Question So many questions. So many answers. Where does it all end? When all the questions have been asked And all the answers given. The end of days is then at hand And judgement falls upon us. We seek the answers to many things That push the limits of our understanding. We want to…

  Piperguy48

  September 1, 2022

  My Poetry, My Work