Poems from swoopingturtle
Remember that summer of
nautical adventures, the one
spent in a plastic boat.
We fished and swam together.
Squeals of delight echoed
over...
Crimson, garnet, rose
My blushing cheeks are an overflowing glass of merlot
Your tender lips continually add to the burgundy waterfall
An...
Everyone danced. Merry and glad.
All were happy and none were sad.
This gala turned out to be not quite so bad.
Of course, no one imagined...
Songs weep for times lost
in an ancient sea of dust.
Records gave way to CDs,
who gave way to iPods.
Live TV to VHS–– first DVDs,
now Blu...
She is a girl who they believe is wise.
Maybe a bit strange, but she has
lots of heart. She’ll help.
She’ll love. She’ll listen. She’ll...