Stretched out on a sofa like a page waiting for poems I try to will the right words to appear to fill the time with meaning to justify my life A Staples pen in one hand a Dollar Store notebook in the other I’m poised for work resisting the urge to get up and see [...]
“We are born in a certain time and a certain place and like vintage wines we retain the flavor of our origins.” ~ Carl Jung I am from a granite boulder seawall and cotton candy at Paragon Park I’m from blackberry stains and beach rose petals catalpa beans and bamboo I am from my father’s [...]
Suspended chandelier in a ceiling of night refracting a prism of starlight ________dVerse Poets Pub
Sun kissed lip curved at the hip a full bodied cup of Camellia Sinensis Unfurled leaves waft waves of flavor Holding tight to cup handles tea lovers swoon Porcelain pots simmer in a Victorian tea parlor Readers see the future in lingering loose leaves Haiku with high tea Best to sip slowly Don’t brew the [...]
Unzipped moon slips out of its skin strips down to a sliver from its full-bodied figure and bares its last vestige of light _____________________dVerse Poets Pub
I Revelry Shrill daffodil Bright yellow yell A trumpet for tight-lipped tulips II Flower Power My house loves butter It glows in spring with forsythia With thousands of lampshades dangling yellow Bright bulbs illuminate April III Sloshed Spring sky weeps into overwhelmed puddles Hooded jonquils huddle like drunks at a bar _______________dVerse Poet’s Pub
I’m born again in spring I rise from wood stove ashes Absolved by the blessings of flower bulbs in bloom Saved by the praise of birdsong
Light-headed moon 100 proof shine High on life in a black-out night _______________________dVerse Poets Pub
Two-faced moon cheats on the night Goes out for lunch in broad daylight It splits its time Burns at both ends Turns its back on its better half withholding its full potential ______________Colleen Redman dVerse Poets Pub
A scented cloud lifts from a lake of Darjeeling Bamboo flute notes rise _____________dVerse Poets Pub
Juliet changed her name to Violet but not many people knew She signed it that way in her handwritten letters and followed it with x’s and o’s I was her Romeo once when life was wasted on youth before photos were torn from album pages and forbidden affections surpressed She made a path in snowy [...]
Note: ~ I’m getting set to be a visiting poet in a class of young children at Blue Mountain School tomorrow, which made me think of the following poem, written in 2007 and originally titled Fruit Loops. Plum is yum and cherry is cheery But what part of berry is raspy? Bananas can be split [...]
The moon is busy at night school It sits at the head of the class growing its body of knowledge among an accolade of gold stars __________________Skywatch Friday/Shadow Shot Sunday
Full moon temptation at the traffic light The red light says STOP but the moonlight says COME yield to your natural signals Note: This poem is more than a decade old, but the photo was taken yesterday. I saw it at the traffic light in Floyd and pulled over in front of Farmers [...]
A discontented fear has landed in my gut like a bug lured by light that bangs against a lamp shade and buzzes as it burns It struggles in fits until it wears itself out and forgets why it came in the house ____________________________ Colleen Redman dVerse Poetry Pub
Do you see what I see? The Tea of Poetry If my pen was the spout from which poetry poured I’d steep my words black I’d let them collect a potency of meaning in the belly of a cobalt blue pot I’d drop in a spoon a slight shiny curve with a looking glass handle [...]
The days are small packed tightly together not much room for last minute changes I don’t like cruises I’ve never been on one I don’t like to gamble or get my hopes up about an afterlife or God I fear the waiting room where people cough and no one talks and there is no proof [...]
January trees bloom icy white snowflakes Twinkling petals of starlight drift down Draping the ground in a misty bridal veil Pronouncing the promise of winter’s formal vow ______________________ Colleen Redman Shadow Shot Sunday
