no footstep in the hall
the dull tick of the clock
sleep but no rest
mental health
Last Words
all the words not said
all the ones that still echo
after the door slams
Brightness
the brightness
of the sunrise
lifts me higher
The Cancer Clinic
Cancer clinic
a smiling clown hands each child
a helium balloon
Cancer clinic
volunteers serve tea and biscuits
courage by cupfuls
Devices
newest devices
blessing or a curse?
unmapped minefield
Call Home!
I second-guess myself a lot when writing verses, wondering if I should leave it open to interpretation or narrow the focus a bit. The poem I just published, News, is much more open or vague. Here’s my more focused version. Which one do you think is better?
News #2
hope loses the way
in mists of worry when news
of loved ones is scarce
Memory Lapse
Pixabay
he still remembers
meeting her fifty years ago
he forgot she’s died
Through
once through the tunnel
how delightful the daylight
on the other side
Kitten
come here kitten
on my lap — rumble away
this deep blue fog
Comfort
soldier’s troubled mind
stained by bloody scenes
ah! comfort of song birds
