Rehearsed verse

Sometimes I think this poetry, Using 2 and 3 syllable words, Seems so incredibly elementary And even a little absurd And maybe an insult To the readers intellect Too small in its message So easy to direct Attention to the end Of the lines rhythm Even a little predictable In its scheme at times And … Continue reading Rehearsed verse

Happy meals

If happy while you're cooking They'll feel the happy as they eat The mood in which you prepare Gives the eater extra treats For while you prepare Your spirit does too So don't cook when you're angry Or the meal prove That your heart wasn't willing You had ill intent The food will taste bland … Continue reading Happy meals

One day at a time

Free verse, I've re-versed And rehearsed The lines Time after time I rewind in my mind The times That I've Had to let you go In my heart And restart the part Where I say hello Then take it slow And go One day at a time dorothy's page © 2019 Dorothy E. Young

Breaking free

Like Paul, I write from jail Sending messages to the saints To God I say "all hail" And to those who currently can't lift him up And give him all the praise To you I raise my cup For these are glory days of jubilee It's time to see men free To be what they're … Continue reading Breaking free

Mommy and me

This poem was inspired by a photo of a friend with her son (not pictured above). Mommy and me What is this that I see Oh it's mommy and me Looking at me in the mirror I couldn't see clearer That she's lovin' me so See how she shows Me that I'm her first son … Continue reading Mommy and me