The snow’s blinding white Is muted by morning’s dull grey- The wail of the wind
Sitting, like Rodgers Hornsby, looking Out the window at the bleak winter day Waiting- yes, for Spring- for the green grass And the heralding crack of bats, For Trout and Mookie and Thor, X-man and Judge, the Polar Bear, For days less full of nights, certainly But waiting, also for you and me, For that… Read More Poem of the Day 1/28/21
Looking up at the cover of clouds, I am reminded of being a child Of fanciful games played under blankets, The haze of cloth obscuring the light. Those games would end, always, When the air grew heavy and thick And the imagined roof became only an obstacle, Keeping me from the cool, clean air. And… Read More Poem of the Day 1/5/20
Black crows in a leafless tree- The winter sky icy blue, The cold day begins ______________________________________________________________________ MOST RECENT POEMS OF THE DAYDecember 28, 2020December 18, 2020December 17, 2020November 10, 2020 ALSO CHECK OUT Welcome- An Introduction to this Site
A gentle snow falling, Lands on empty streets and disappears. From inside, we watch.
New York, this morning Under a harsh winter sun Waits, like the trees, for Spring