by Richard Subber | Jun 10, 2025 | My poetry, Poetry, Reflections
looking up has no avail
Void
No trace, a void,
the trees embrace
the empty vault,
no whispered breeze,
no hint of dawn,
the dark can tell no tale,
and looking up
has no avail…
The ancients saw such sky,
and had scant words
for such nothingness,
and took their time
to wonder:
had their gods fled?
or mused on magic
still unknown,
or turned to scrape
another stone,
they did not know of
and had no care
for moons and star things.
March 14, 2025
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Book review: The Chosen
Life: exuberant, and otherwise…
by Chaim Potok
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Writing Rainbows: Poems for Grown-Ups with 59 free verse and haiku poems,
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by Richard Subber | Jun 3, 2025 | Language, My poetry, Poetry, Reflections
hark to the wind…
grass, singing
When you walk the fields,
you scuff the sopranos,
you tramp on the tenors,
you crush the chorus,
the grass, in its millions,
is singing its tiniest of songs.
If you stop to think on
what the field may know,
if you hark to the wind
but listen beneath it,
if you wait for
the coda
of the melody of the turf,
you may hear
scant words
and the lightest notes
and the endless tunes
of the sward.
March 4, 2025
Inspired by “Between Winter and Spring” by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer:
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A quote from General Custer
Hint: something to do with Indians…
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My first name was rain: A dreamery of poems with 53 free verse and haiku poems,
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by Richard Subber | Jun 1, 2025 | My poetry, Poetry
The Book of Days
The dawn’s early light can be pleasure enough for the whole day.
There are words enough to tell the story of “the temptation of day to come.”
It is my delight to write some of them for your delectation.
skyful
The scant clouds
in disarray
are soft,
they smooth the sky
above the syrup river
that marks the horizon,
they disdain our world,
they hie away,
they flee the day.
March 6, 2025
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Book review:
Great Tales of Terror
and the Supernatural
something horrifying for everyone…
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Above all: Poems of dawn and more with 73 free verse poems,
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by Richard Subber | May 24, 2025 | My poetry, Poetry, Reflections
we can pass it forward…
in passing
Sometimes solitude
doesn’t embrace gratitude,
solitude has meaning and value,
but I am energized by “we,”
and I linger among the smiles
and do not hurry on
to the silence of myself…
…hear this, I trust my smile for others,
we can pass it forward
and never lose a mote of kindness,
we can meet the greetings
of the meek and the mighty,
and we can cast the seed
of the common good.
I think that I may think
on this again.
February 26, 2025
Inspired by “Gratitude” as valued by DeSales University, Center Valley, PA
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My poetry. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2025 All rights reserved.
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Writing Rainbows: Poems for Grown-Ups with 59 free verse and haiku poems,
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by Richard Subber | May 18, 2025 | Human Nature, My poetry, Poetry, Reflections
sweet success
redux
It’s okay to do it again,
we finally start to learn
that “again” is a potent word,
an invitation, a command,
a goal, a triumph,
a reminder
that we don’t always get it right,
and the do-over
can be salvation
and sweet success
and atonement,
another chance to share a smile,
another round of thank-yous,
the best “I love you”
ever whispered.
March 1, 2025
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Book review: An Empire on the Edge
by Nick Bunker
The British wanted to win
the Revolutionary War,
but they had good reasons
for not trying too hard…
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My first name was rain: A dreamery of poems with 53 free verse and haiku poems,
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by Richard Subber | May 13, 2025 | My poetry, Poetry, Reflections
you hear what you hear…
andante, redux
Maybe we hear the music
we want to hear,
maybe each ear
hears its own sound,
maybe Beethoven
really didn’t have a problem,
maybe music really is
a many-splendored thing,
maybe the cranky tunes
I hear now in this empty lounge
are sweeter music
to the madame
who intently pushes the keys,
and stares at her old pages
cramped with penciled mementos,
and waves off
brief words from a passerby,
and hears that pastorale
as she played it long ago
with nimbler fingers
and a steady foot,
and charmed some children,
and some friends,
and a lover,
and nodded with Beethoven’s shade,
and never guessed
that she would play
that tune again
as I wander by
and briefly hear my version,
and wonder about her music.
Feb 20, 2025
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“…and dipped in folly…”
only Poe knows how to say it…
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In other words: Poems for your eyes and ears with 64 free verse and haiku poems,
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