War dVerse~Poets Pub

War isn't something
you can sweep
out the door
and declare it done
it stays
to eat your soul

War never leaves
the dark nights
of sleep
it plays over
and over
and over

Soldiers return in pieces
dead and alive
they weep
silently
for friends
and enemies

The best they can do
is gather the parts
misplaced by orders
glue them together
and pray that soon
they might forget

With honor and gratitude to those who have served and are serving...thank you.
War Poetry for dVerse~Poets Pub

A Limerick For Poets Pub...

The trees, the bull, the man took a stand

All rooted 'til he stretched out his hand

The bull invited the man to leave

First he thought of climbing a tree

But smartly chosen the man ran.

Trees for dVerse~Poets Pub

Trees can be for Putty Tats

For climbing and shade

This and that

Trees can make a house

They feed us

And can hide a mouse

I love when they sing

On a windy day

Birds rest their wings

Self Portrait

for dVerse~Poets Pub

Self Portrait

Not a wearer of pink

Nor dresses

I keep my face hidden

While I watch Nature

As if she were a Oscar-winning movie

Times ago

I wore pink dresses

Life leeches the pastels

Leaving earth tones

Blue jeans and big shirts

I want to be remembered

By the actions I've taken

Not how good I looked 

In the coffin

I want to slip away

To be a thought

That crosses someone's mind

"I knew her..."

And they smile

Knowing I'm not far away