Poetry Blog by Clyde McCulley
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ain't ain't a word
ain’t ain’t a word
boy told daddy
teacher said
there ain’t no such word
as ain’t
daddy just
looked at him
told him to
tell the teacher
the word was used
by this family
a long time before
the teacher was born and
will be used long after
she has gone.
boy thought to himself
I ain’t going to tell her
...
Monday 2nd November 2020 6:57 pm
Boy and Kite
kite and boy
a paper kite
flutters in the wind
making wonderful sounds
back to the boy holding
the end of the string
kite dips and smiles
at boy and dances
little jigs as its string
is held taut
boy smiles back
a strong wind begins to blow
kite string breaks with a snap
startled boy looks up
and sees kite start to
fly in erratic patterns ...
Friday 2nd October 2020 7:01 pm
shadow our cat
Shadow our cat
communicates with us
he realizes that we cannot
speak cat so he watches
our human behavior
and uses it to communicate
with my wife and me
if his food bowl
is empty he does not meow
he just goes and stands
by his bowl and stares at us
if he is ready for bed
he goes to the bottom
of the stairway and stares at us
until we join h...
Wednesday 30th September 2020 9:02 pm
afraid of the dark
afraid of the dark
afraid of the dark
but only at night
brave during
the light of day
very brave
afraid of nothing
except a nest of
ground hornets
or poison ivy
at night he would
run in the dark
always afraid of
what was following
never thinking
about what might
be ahead
he did not want
anyone t...
Monday 28th September 2020 10:18 pm
the sound of the sun
the sound of the sun
lying in bed
he hears the sun rise
forest full of trees
trees full of birds
birds full of song
he rises, feels for his cane
shuffles his way outside
to the warmth of the sun
and orchestra of birds
turns towards the rays
that he cannot see
opens his ear lids and
smiles at the morning
Monday 28th September 2020 10:14 pm
a gull or an angle
a gull or an angel
watching a gull
catch an up current of air
higher and higher
until it was so small
I could not see it
maybe it was an
angel returning home
or a gull who was
seeking freedom
wonder if gull knows
kris kristofferson’s
poem line
“freedoms just another
word for nothing left to lose”
or knows jonathan l. seagul
who loved to fly
was a ...
Monday 28th September 2020 10:10 pm
Recent Comments
Paul Sayer on a gull or an angle (Tue, 29 Sep 2020 07:31 am)
clyde McCulley on a gull or an angle (Tue, 29 Sep 2020 02:59 am)
Paul Sayer on a gull or an angle (Mon, 28 Sep 2020 11:22 pm)
Paul Sayer on the sound of the sun (Mon, 28 Sep 2020 11:21 pm)