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People At A Higher Risk

 

People who are at higher risk

are poets

especially old poets

who have serious emotional

relationships to their poems

Poets so wrapped up

in their work

they have no idea

what is going on

in the outside world

poets who live

secluded in their words

and seldom come out of their shells

except for praise

a good round of applause.

 

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Common Cause

 

 

Boys and grandpas

have much in common

neither of us plays close attention

to what we're doing

and so while we're eating

we drip food off our plates

and onto our clothes

then the mother or wife always comes to the rescue

with a brush and stain remover and a lot of elbow grease

and with a warning to be more careful

and pay attention to what we're doing

but ...

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Silhouettes Of Trees

 

The silhouettes of trees

inspires a poem in me

 

the fiery sky highlights

the dark gracefulness of trees

 

No matter where we see

sunsets are always free

 

This poem will obviously

ne'er compare to trees like these.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Cheeto Stains

 

The stain of Cheetos

on my fingers

and my hands

that yellow glow

that marks every place

I've been

everything I've touched

even the screen of my I-Pad

where it looks like

the swirls of fingerprints

or the path of a hurricane

the stain that remains

on my lips

my fingertips

on the fridge

the table and chairs

the door knob clues

of my travels

...

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Trash Days

 

I measure my life in trash days

Monday is the day

the trash men always come

to pick up my trash

 

trash day sets me free

of all the debris of my modern life

the scraps of meals

the discarded detritus

of my being

all put away in a plastic bin

to be whisked away

to the town dump

rain or shine

 

there are 52 trash days in my life

52 weeks in a year...

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Remembering Yesterday

 

I can't remember

Yesterday

but I know it happened

 

the computer confirms

my suspicion

the date changes automatically

and it's never been wrong before

 

I am not sure what I did yesterday

but now it's today

and today is what

I look forward to

 

it would be great if

I could recall yesterday

but I will just let it go

 

I'll write myself a no...

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Tree Tunnels

 

I love places where

the trees hang over the road
and make a canopy

a tunnel of mystery

of darkness

like entering a cave
where light is filtered
through leaves and limbs
a graceful decoration

to the blandness of the pavement

the hardness of asphalt

but then the road crews come along

and in their menacing march

whack and saw

and cut away the canopy

and turn ...

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Still Life

 

There is still life in

this old tree

no matter what

they say

 

A rotted log

upon the ground

my bark is

turning gray

 

Once I was strong

withstood the wind

until there came

a day

 

When I became

too old to stand

now on the ground

I lay

 

Inside my trunk

are rings that show

my growth

my ripe old age

 

While I am down

...

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Behind Bars

 

We are caged animals. 

behind these bars

we pace back and forth

frustrated in our cages

we feel tension

we are stressed

we remember the forest

where we roamed free

where there were trees

and green grass

and we came and went

as we pleased

now we have meat

handed out to us everyday

still we yearn for the hunt

for our freedom

for how life used to b...

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No Hugging Allowed

 

We want to hug

but can only shrug

the virus leaves us

without love

 

Remain in place

watch old re-runs

stare at the walls

devoid of fun

 

All hunkered down

our senses numbed

how vile the Virus

on us sprung

 

When one on one

all touch is shunned

how distant now

we have become.

 

 

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Waiting In Line

 

I went to the grocery storet at 6am, but found out other people had the same idea.

There was a line out in front of the building with people waiting to get in.

The store now opens at 7am, because of the Virus.

People in line maintained the 3 foot rule, keeping their appropriate distance.

We waited and waited.  More people came.  One by one, they joined the line.

The line now st...

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Boys & Bikes

 

Boys on bikes

learning to ride

gaining confidence

with each push of the pedal

 

the bike is a boy's

first taste of freedom

his first sense of growing up

 

he becomes strong and confidant

ready to explore

ready to take on challenges

racing down a hill

or riding with no hands

 

a bike takes him places

he has not been before

experiences multiply

...

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Sheltered In Place

 

I keep my social distance

I am social distancing right now

as I write this poem

which works out fine

since I know my place

is in this space

still I don't know why

I have to remain in one place

there are so many places I'd like to be

other than this place

but I guess

everybody has to be someplace

as a kid I was told to

stay in my place

but no one ever ...

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COMMUNICABLE POEM

 

Communicable is a hard word to say

the tongue stumbles in the middle

like hitting a speed bump

you have to slow down

to get over the middle

but being communicable is serious

and this poem is serious

you can share this poem

but don't share the virus

stay inside and

worry about it

you may be a carrier

or you may be a victim

you could have Corona

or you ...

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SOME

 

Some rave

some rant

some can

some can't

some give

some get

some live

some sit

 

Some may

some might

some loud

some quiet

some love

some resist

some make

this list.

 

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When Things Were Nicer

 

It was so much nicer then

when the folks were alive

and the family was large

and growing

 

there were children among us

the promise of youth

so many dreams to dream

 

we went to weddings

and reunions and

baptisms and funerals

all occasions to acknowledge family

our closeness to aunts and uncles

all our cousins and kin

gathered together in support

...

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Always Hope

 

Winter is cruel

a mean menace

that turns beautiful green

into dismal black

making ugly corpses

out of living things

 

trees lose their leaves

become drab skeletons

flowers wilt and die

stalks become brittle and

all that is left is

the bleakness of winter

 

but Spring

brings new life

inching out from hardened ground

sprouts of life return

t...

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MADE IN CHINA

 

The Chinese now

say that the deadly Wuhan Virus

is not their fault

but ours

 

even though

it started in China

and spread from China

somehow it OUR fault

that it became an epidemic

 

they do not worry

about their own citizens

who are silenced

and told to march in step

 

as in all Communist countries

it's better to be

Red than Dead

 

t...

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God Had No Wife

 

(Warning:  Offensive to half the population).

 

God had no wife

for a good reason

He must have known

there'd be no pleasin'

 

And even though

He was all-wise

a wife would

automatically criticize

 

She would not like

the things he made

all creation she

would want to change

 

God had no wife

and we're just guessing

no second thoughts

a...

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Face Masks

 

Masks used to be only for bad guys

desperadoes wearing bandannas

pulled across their faces

bank robbers and train robbers

or thieves in the night

then of course there was

the Lone Ranger

the only good guy with a mask

 

but now we have

the face mask fad

for those trying to evade infection

and it's honest people wearing them

trying to protect themselves

...

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CORONA

 

Red pin cushion

dart board of despair

Corona

the virus

not the beer

sweeping across Oceans

continents

countries

one after another fall prey

flown in by passengers

who give it to others

spreading the fever

spreading the misery

we cannot escape it

everything we touch

everyone we meet

may hold it in the

palm of their hand

wear a cheap mask

...

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Stationary Bike

 

I went to the gym

to do the routine

on the stationary bike

pedal pedal pedal

pedal to the metal

check the screen

calorie count

102 rpms

2 miles down

1 mile left

heart pumps

blood flows

faster faster

until finally I hit 3 miles

a potential heart attack

in the making

is this healthy?

yet after all that pedaling

all those miles

when I'm do...

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Acting My Age-A Poem by O.L. Buzzerd

 

ever get those days

when doin' nuttin'

feels better than

doin' somethin'

 

i get em

more and more often now

when it comes to doin' stuff

parts of me protest

 

legs and back suggest

alternatives

like rockin' chairs

or hammocks

 

restin' for a spell

is what i tell people I'm doin'

most of em just smile

they dont believe me

 

they say i...

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LEAVES

 

My backyard tree

gets the best of me

fast as I rake

more leaves it leaves

 

An endless battle

I believe

when one is raked

another leaves

 

When one bag is full

to another leads

I can't succeed

too many leaves

 

The tree it seems

makes a fool of me

and with that said

I take my Leave.

 

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NewAgePoetry

 

allthesewordsruntogether

andyoumaythinkthatyouwontbeabletoread

butthatisnotthecaseatall

ourmindsnaturallyseparatethewords

intounderstandingwhattheymean

sowedonotneedpunctuationafterall

andwecansavespaceandpaper

andmostofalltime

aswewillnothavetofigureout

wheretoputthecommaorthesemicolon.

 

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Voices In Another Room

 

5 years old

and on a pallet in a dark room

but the sound of voices

in the kitchen

keeps him up

listening to them

laughing, talking

having such a good time

such a comforting sound

the sound of people enjoying

each others kinship

each others company

 

his eyes get heavy

sleep comes over him

like a soft blanket

he knows he is safe

secure in the ...

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An Idle Life

 

Poets preface every day

with trying to find an easy way

to work as little as can be

and devote their time to poetry

 

We can with candor make the claim

that poet's go against the grain

to give them cover to access

their sympathies toward laziness

 

God and poets must have rest

yet some overdo the rest they get

they fall into temptation's grasp

embrace th...

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How To Apologize To Your Wife

 

For whatever I did

I am sorry

it was not my best moment

I now grovel at your knee

begging for forgiveness

it does not matter

what it was I did

no need to get into specifics

whatever I did was horrible

and I promise

it will not happen again

men are not too perceptive

and just do not pick up on

the subtleties of a woman's personality

we have no feelings

...

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The Reunion

 

The huge hall

the wood floor

the wide windows

open to the summer breeze

 

all the women brought

a covered dish to share

all the men brought

was themselves

 

there was talk

and plenty of it

the family trait

on proud display

so many talking at once

the hall hummed and

walls vibrated with

their chorus of conversation

 

the men grouped up 

...

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