Tag Archives: Free Verse

I Took A Walk Today

Posted on August 15, 2024 by oldmainer

I took a walk todayEmbracing the crispness providedBy another Autumn morn Welcomed by a sunrisePromising a bright horizonCreating a new day Goldenrod and fernsCloaking the pavements edgeShowing the first signs of decline Trees resisting theRoute of acornsSeeking solace from the … Continue reading →

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Speculation

Posted on October 3, 2022 by oldmainer

Tomorrow is the place I’ll beTwo days after yesterdayOne day from where I am Time it seems a cadence hasFor what is and for what wasLife a metered stroke So where do I want to liveWhere I was or where … Continue reading →

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Salvation

Posted on April 2, 2021 by oldmainer

And when the door swung wide In the lustrous light stood a child Come, leave the darkness she said Cross over, join me in the light Your journey does not end here It simply changes form The you that you … Continue reading →

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Daddy’s Girl

Posted on January 28, 2021 by oldmainer

I cherish the perfection laid before me The innocence of my sleeping child Auburn hair, draped upon her pillow Lollipops and candy canes Frolic in technicolor dreams In her world of make believe I dare not deny I am her … Continue reading →

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Written Gifts

Posted on January 22, 2021 by oldmainer

Staring, anxiousDesperate to createIn the voidThoughts tumble, defy definition Words, tangledSort them, bend them Place them Change, discard Again, start againThink, scribeYes, yes, that is itSculpted lines Fly, take wingSing of meScatter on the windWithout discretion My gift, humbleOffered, GivenMy rewardAcceptance

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Misty Morn

Posted on January 5, 2021 by oldmainer

Though it surrounds me I cannot find today I am cloaked instead By a misty morn Gentle breakers kiss the pier Bell buoys peal forlornly Casting about in obscurity Searching A distant lighthouse responds It’s mesmeric cadence Beckons Boats tease … Continue reading →

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Homeless

Posted on January 4, 2021 by oldmainer

Shuffling down the sidewalkHis life in plastic bagsSocieties discarded remnantsA dog of suspect lineageFrayed rope for a leash Diverted glances avoid his beingWide birth given to his courseDowncast eyes try not to noticeHurt hidden within rumpled clothes All but forgotten Reduced … Continue reading →

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Lonely Is The Road

Posted on December 3, 2020 by oldmainer

Lonely is the roadThat wanders Without directionStretching Walked in solitudeReluctantly No beginning or endSuspended Wrapped in ones-selfChallenge the sensesWhat lies aheadExpectations Caught in a dreamMotion without reasonCloaked in possibilitySearching

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Mute

Posted on September 23, 2020 by oldmainer

Silence wraps itself around my senses Soundless visions tiptoe through my mind In my world, sound has been suspended I hear your voice only with my eyes Words are only shapes when they are spoken Taking form because of what I see … Continue reading →

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Cobwebs

Posted on September 22, 2020 by oldmainer

Up creaky stairs in the atticDim light through grimy windowsDancing on cobwebs Forgotten treasures  Cloaked in dust Huddle in silence Maternity clothesStored in anticipationOf expectations never met Ebony discsEtched with musicLike their makers, now forgotten Leather tomesHistory in black and … Continue reading →

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