You – Poems – Mirrors

There are endless ways

I could write

A poem for you,

Yes I know

You may not

Get them all,

Or even like them

For that matter,

And I understand

That you sometimes

Softly say

That can’t be me,

But look in the

Full length mirror

Woman and tell me

They’re not for you.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From  “Spring Into Summer” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

3:43 PM July 23, 2012

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Lives And Dreams

He wasn’t sure

If he was living

The dream

Or dreaming

The life,

She made love

Like a Stradivarius

And played the violin

Like she was

Making love,

In any case

The music was

Always grand,

Although as in

Any dream or life

There were always

Some scary moments,

A longing

For more bits

And pieces

Here and there,

And that haunting

Question,

Do lives and dreams

Really ever end ?

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Spring Into Summer” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

8:26 AM July 23, 2012

Glad She Came

It was an

Alice In Wonderland

Day

And I am glad

She came,

There is something

Intriguing

About a woman

Coming,

Going has its

Intrigue

But coming is

Top Drawer,

What with Pax

Proving to be an

Enigma,

And the Dame from

Project Works 13

A total Chinese

Puzzle,

I am glad

She came.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Spring Into Summer” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

6:21 PM July 21, 2012

Blueberry Morning

I kind of liked

Her story

On that blueberry

Morning

Some time ago,

I could live here

She said,

So she built

A house

And she did,

From diamonds

And leather

To whipped cream

And lace,

It was a pace

That brings to mind

Other blueberry

Mornings

Whipped cream

And lace …

Recent and past.

 

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Spring Into Summer” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

8:57 AM July 21, 2012

 

 

Keep On Walking

I suppose

If he sobered up,

Ditched the drugs

And the proverbial

Cigarette hanging

From his lips,

Distanced himself

From the drug induced

Women he argues with

On the street,

Replaced the

Broken strings

On his guitar,

He may prove to be

A decent musician,

Perhaps this is his time

Of seasoning,

Until then fella

It’s … Good Morning

Keep On Walking,

Keep on walking.

 

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Spring Into Summer” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

8:26 AM July 20, 2012

There Are Times

There are times

In the early morning

As the mist

And the clouds

Are clearing

And the raven

Is searching

For the sun,

I wonder about

How those

I have met

Are doing,

And for some

Strange reason

The sexy eccentric

Woman with the

Shaved pussy

And the bobble head

Dog comes to mind

 

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Spring Into Summer” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

8:54 AM July 19, 2012