Poem 1 | Angie's Diary

Piddlin

By curmudgeon on October 8, 2018 Poem Poetry

I wandered around in the Windiwiddle, with a duck and a mouse and a moose with a fiddle. We paused a while to piddle in a puddle, as we mused confused in the middle of a muddle.

Sand

By curmudgeon on April 28, 2018 Poem Poetry

The sea was before him, the cliffs were behind. So he sat down and thought, till a thought came to mind. “I’ll build me a house. There’s plenty of sand.

NYC

By Allen Forrest on February 27, 2018 Creative Writing, Poem Poetry

It has changed so much from when I lived there in the early 80s, West 70th near Central Park West, an apartment like a closet

The Bloom Of Youth

By Allen Forrest on February 12, 2018 Poem, Poetic Prose Poetry

We’ll strike out for adventure, we’ll wrap ourselves up in destiny. Feel the wind in your hair and desire in your veins.

The Brook

By curmudgeon on January 29, 2018 Poem Poetry

She took the flower,
the flower she took,
that came down with the water,
that came down with the brook.

Carnivores

By curmudgeon on December 31, 2017 Humor and Comedy, Poem Poetry

He was younger and taller,
dressed nicer than me,
as I went to the store,
for cigarettes and some tea.

Then when I came out.
he was waiting, you bet,
and he said kinda loud,
“Hey man, you got a cigarette?”

Aging Troubadour

By Ivor Hogg on October 17, 2017 Poem Poetry

Aging Troubadour. I sing sweet songs to serenade the beauty on the balcony. Her fierce duenna has forbade the maid to show herself to me. I hear her trying to persuade her to allow a glance at me. You must keep well back in the shade and hide your face most carefully The lady did […]