Poems from behindtheseams1715
Hummingbirds
Hummingbirds give me hope
I see them buzz, they rarely mope.
When I’m tired and blue
Few creatures point directly back to you...
Pot Luck Papa
My dad brings odd things to the table.
The contents of which, are appropriate for fable.
Succulent shrimp and other...
Ideas come and go,
Gliding to and fro.
Some melt away like dying snow.
Others grow,
To become things all will know.
Some lead us to...
Gloom in Bloom Gloom in Bloom
In happiness and tomb
With treasure and help
With hurt and yelp.
With fun and sun
With God and non
Alone, in...
Pondering
When the mind is free to wonder
But often chooses to fonder.
In corners where it should not be
Learning things one cannot see....