Jeanne Poland's Poetry Blog
05 May 2018 Leave a comment
in Poetry, the day we lost the power Tags: 5/4/2018, between 2 thunderstorms, divine and astral, electric died, grounded in marble, indoor pool, Lenox MA photoby Owen, other dimensions, space, tastes, the day we lost the power, the rocks of westinghouse, touch scent sounds smells
the man-made pond at Fox Hill made from local granite in Lenox, MA-photo by Owen Poland 5/4/2018 The Westinghouse Estate
the power went
between 2 thunderstorms;
the first while we played in the indoor pool
the second when the electric died
at 9:30PM.
I switched to touch
and pondered the power
that I still had:
in touch, scent, sounds, smells,
and tastes
and in other dimensions
divine and astral.
I saw into space
my feet grounded in marble
and the rocks of Westinghouse.
04 Nov 2016 Leave a comment
in Hair Day, Poetry Tags: glow, Hair Day, know each other well, Spa Day, tastes, trust those colors
21 Oct 2016 Leave a comment
in Poetry, We Know Each Other Tags: bark, by scent, color, foxy synchrony, frolics, gesture, hearing, tastes, We Know Each Other
25 Jul 2013 Leave a comment
in Family Tags: choices, craftsmen, date, drying, Juggle, Lowe's, mate, partner, patterns, plumber, surges, tastes, tile man, tiles, wait, water
Juggle
Juggle
tile man
plumber
mate.
Juggle
drying
water
date.
Juggle
dump
‘n Lowes
fate.
Juggle
sheet rock
tiles
‘n gate.
Juggle
tastes
choices
hate.
Juggle
craftsmen
partner’s
rates.
Juggle
surges
patterns
wait.
31 May 2013 Leave a comment
in Family Tags: aluminum siding, baby, beak, brass dragonfly, explorer, feels, hears, knocks, pecker, pecks, screen, seeds, smells, tastes, woodpecker
Baby woodpecker
pecks
aluminum siding
brass dragonfly
screen.
Her beak
smells
feels
tastes
hears.
Pecks
seeds;
knocks upon my deck.
Huge red-headed peck-er!
5/31/13
18 Sep 2012 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: fears, foibles, lingering, melody's, pears, tastes, tunes
Oliver Listens
Lingering tastes on my fingers
Lingering tunes in my ears
Lingering love in my heartstrings
Evaporates foibles and fears.
Lingering tunes in my ears
Pluck plums, pears and
Popsicle tears.
Lingering love in my heartstrings
Plays melody’s
Symphonies:
Evaporates foibles and fears
For me, eternally
Born again child.
All rights
Jeanne Poland
A Trimeric
12 Apr 2012 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: aromas, Ding, doorbell, dusted, play, promises, rich, sunlight, tastes, vacuumed
Privacy Rang My Doorbell: “Ding!”
Privacy rang my doorbell: “Ding!”
to ask if I could
“come out to play” before
I vacuumed, dusted and did
the dishes, which glistened in
the sunlight, reflecting yesterday’s delights
and tomorrow’s promises rich with
tastes, aromas, sounds of comfort
and sharing and all I
do in public to serve
those loved before I play!
Jeanne Poland
All rights 4/12
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