POETRY CORNER: Sweet Dreams

Sweet Dreams

by Marilou Suchar
Vassalboro

The gold, the red the shades of green, splash of fall colors, a brilliant scene.

It’s nippy, it’s cool – the breezes blow, It won’t be long ‘til winter’s snow.
The leaves come falling fluttering down, to spread out gingerly on the ground.

It’s not the time to moan and weep, it’s time to rest, to dream, to sleep.

The “Goddess Spring” will soon awake, and with her she will winter take.

“Spring” wakes up the leaves and flowers, and birds will sing for long, long hours.

Summer sun will dance and play, but in Maine it cannot stay.

Then, so soon again, to gold and red, the leaves will turn and go to bed.

POETRY CORNER: On Getting On

by Joan Ferrone

I’ve got baggy eyes
and flat feet

too much belly
and a saggy seat

My hair won’t curl
my nails are split

I can’t sit without
a pillow for my bum

The legs and feet
will go numb

POETRY CORNER: Housebound

by Marilou Suchar

By myself – but not alone
Watching snowflakes as they roam
I watch the birds swarm to feed
I see them clamber in their need
By myself – but not alone.

By myself – but not alone
I note the buds until full grown
Spring has come, the days grow long
Birds abundant with their songs
By myself – but not alone.

By myself, but not alone
Life is short, it has just flown
No regrets – my Lord is near
One more winter – one more tear
By myself – but not alone

POETRY CORNER: On Getting On

by Joan Ferrone

I’ve got baggy eyes
and flat feet
Too much belly
and a saggy seat
My hair won’t curl
my nails are split
I can’t sit without
a pillow for my bum
The legs and feet
will go numb

I forget names and where I’ve been
and where I’m going and what I’ve seen
But it’s okay–
For I have life!

I am old, I am tired
But it’s okay—

POETRY CORNER: My Mind

by Marilou Suchar
February 3, 2017

Memories, thoughts – bits of wisdom
Come and goes like
Waves on the tides of the sea –
Comes flowing back – time after time

Like a sweet – poignant song
Or an embrace – tugging at my heart
Tears of joy
Tears of sorrow
Tears of regret
God knows – and I know

I cannot retain them all
Every day – day after day
They come back – flowing – slowly
Steadily – across my mind.

POETRY CORNER: On Getting On

by Joan Ferrone
2020

I’ve got baggy eyes
and flat feet
Too much belly
and a saggy seat
My hair won’t curl
my nails are split
I can’t sit without
a pillow for my bum
The legs and feet
will go numb.

I forget names and where I’ve been
and where I’m going and what I’ve seen
For I have life!

I am old, I am tired
But it’s okay—
For I have life.

POETRY CORNER: Time

Time

by April Cookson

Time speeds by like a racing wild horse,
escalating into the future by an unseen force.
Nights seem short, days even shorter…
no time to sit back, to linger, or loiter.
So, take this moment to grin a big smile
And know what you do is all worthwhile.

POETRY CORNER: Love Never Dies

Love Never Dies

by Marilou Suchar
2011

The daffodils have nodded
And the tulips have gone by
The grass grows tall
But most of all
Our love will never die.

Forget-me-nots have fallen
And violets are gone, too
The seeds are sown
And the birds have flown
But our love will never die.

The colored leaves have faded
Many all turned brown
The frost has come
And the snow has won
But our love will never die.

POETRY CORNER: I must go

I must go

by Marilou Suchar
May 16, 2015

The ocean is calling to my heart,
I must go
To walk the shore, and in me store
The smell, the feel, the love.

The ocean beckons me, some, now
And see,
See the waves, the shells, feel the warm sand
And maybe just be. Come hold my hand.

The ocean cries – the longing, the yearning
I must return
To the seagulls cry
To the glistening waves
To the wind in my face
To the sound

I must go. The ocean calls me.

POETRY CORNER: They say

They say

by April Cookson

On the other side of the fence, the grass
is always greener,
That’s just a myth thought up by a dreamer.
You can wish upon a star,
It won’t change who you are.
There may be treasure at the rainbow’s end,
But you will find no gold to spend.
If a silver lining is what you’re looking for,
My friend, you need look no more.
They say these words to help them cope,
One thing is for sure, there’s always hope.
So they say.