Poetry and Circumstance

[Judy]

Variety is my game - I write poetry and short stories on different subjects, lengths, and in different styles, tending towards rhythm and rhyme:

Angel

She came to me, that little chubby angel.
In a dream that was so real
And I wondered just why and how
There was such strong appeal
To this image I had never seen before
Or understood previously
That was, a fact I became aware of -
She was there mischievously.

She dropped her little puppy
Down gently as I stood in awe
Asking me to keep her little pet safe
And then later on, tell others what I saw –

“Oh, for heaven sakes what is going on?” I said,
“How did you get here and why?
I am much too busy for exchange as such
And forget it - I will not await your reply”.

So, I woke myself up at 3 that morning
And thought about our little encounter,
Brushing it off as a simple but fun dream
Yet for years more, considering whether I really had found her.

Judy Adams

[j10asen]

The Poetry of Circumstance
The Poetry of Happenstance
The Poetry of Random thought
The Poetry of Logical thought
The Poetry of Langue
The Poetry of Anguish
The Poetry of Numbers
The Poetry of the younger
The Poetry of Today
The Poetry of Clay
The Poetry without rhyme
The Poetry written in time
The Poetry with no sense
The Poetry on a fence
The Poetry that cause a war
The Poetry that created an uproar
The Poetry for me and you
The Poetry for the chosen few
The Poetry that asks you why
The Poetry that makes you cry
The Poetry that you must append
The Poetry that has no end
The Poetry of no choice
You read this far without a voice 8O

stoney rohde