Poems from OldPoet
I am known as OldPoet and I live in seclusion with my two precious rescue cats, Sissy and Chico in Portland, Oregon. I am a working poet, disabled from DV and spend my days writing. My work has appeared in myriad places.
Evening
A gauzy impertinence
of moonlight moths,
twined in starlight,
tangled by the wind,
sent skittering skyward
Chair of Fire
My father's naughehyde
recliner was the dusky,
sudden pink of pale pigs.
Hair-oil halo
Scrimshaw headrest
He died in bed
My...
A chilly wind blows tonight with stiff lips,
whistling a dirge down the dark, empty glen
Clouds hover in an apple-crisp night sky
Thin,...
Chilly Night
A chilly wind blows tonight with stiff lips,whistling a dirge down the dark, empty glenClouds hover in an apple-crisp night...
Imagine for a moment it was you...praying for freedom and lifefor your little onesColor does not matterall parents long for betterfor...