Entombed

Out of the blue
I was invited to
A visit to the heart
Of the moon,
Who would have thought
It would be so hot
And freeze vision
And memory
Entombed.

Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “So Here We Are” http://www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
8:56 PM December 3, 2017

 

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Things We Believe In

 

It’s write a cheque

Get absolution

And you’re good to go,

Be part of the

One-hundred thousand plus

And you’re in the know,

If you miss the cut

It’s a thousand years of bliss,

After the rapture

It’s streets of gold

And easy living,

For some unlimited

Virgins,

A smiling song of

Things we believe in ,

Who knows if it’s

Right or wrong

But a great number

Of the throng

Once believed

In Santa.

 

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “So Here We Are” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

5:48 PM November 18, 2017

 

I Suppose It Was

Have you ever overheard

A conversation

That you can’t

Get out of your mind?

Well,

Two women were talking…

When I was younger

I was attracted to this older man,

I so wanted to make love to him.

Did you?

No,

But years later I ran into him.

What happened?

Nothing,

But a bit later circumstances

Changed and we did.

How was it?

No one has ever

Made me feel that way

Before or since.

Did you see him again?

No,

He died shortly after.

Wow!

That sounds like an old movie.

In a way I suppose it does,

In a way I suppose it was.

Stephen Nesbitt  ©

From “So Here We Are” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

8:09 PM October 21, 2017