“way up there,” that bird…my poem

“way up there,” that bird…my poem

bucket list?

 

 

way up there

 

I’ve never been to the top-most twig,

it’s not on my list,

I know that’s true.

 

I saw her,

   swaying as the tree tops

      let the breezes do their thing,

otherwise she did not move.

 

I envied her pacific view,

and briefly wondered

   what she cares to see,

when all around her does not hide,

when down means not too far,

when far away is not that far

   for wings that wait to spread…

 

I guess she’s seen it all

   ten thousand times,

I guess she might glance

   for a moment at me,

and murmur “you wouldn’t believe…”

 

I think I might,

but I’m content

   to let her be alone,

to be that high.

 

April 8, 2024

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In other words: Poems for your eyes and ears with 64 free verse and haiku poems,
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lean back and listen…my poem

lean back and listen…my poem

tinkle, sway, hum…

 

 

Winter, add Woo, stir

 

…all the notes make medleys,

it’s a quiet nightclub sound,

it’s okay to listen

   with the other ear,

and hear the lilt and the lift

   and the living rhythms

      without trying too hard

         to pay attention,

and nod in time

   when an old refrain

      makes a hole in the buzz,

and you hear again

   those words that throb and skip

      and nestle into

         those last few tinkling keys…

 

Hingham, MA

April 2, 2024

 

Bob Winter at the keyboard

and Elaine Woo at the mic

made really beautiful music at Linden Ponds

on an otherwise really ordinary April afternoon.

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Book review: The Financier

He is Theodore Dreiser’s villain…

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Above all: Poems of dawn and more with 73 free verse poems,
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no words needed…  “nondescript,” my poem

no words needed…  “nondescript,” my poem

leftovers of night

 

 

nondescript

 

a rummage of grey,

slowly drifting fluff

   above the trees,

a kind of weight of clouds

   that does not hasten

      for impending day…

 

January 23, 2024

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Book review: “Bartleby, the Scrivener”

It’s loneliness beyond understanding…

by Herman Melville

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Seeing far: Selected poems with 47 free verse and haiku poems,
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iambic pentameter, a sample…my poem

iambic pentameter, a sample…my poem

a better way to say…

 

 

In search of…

 

I wish I had a better way to say

the things I really want to hear today.

Alas, I don’t, and there’s the rub, you see?

The words I want won’t blossom here for me.

 

April 6, 2015

Sayin’ it the iambic pentameter way…

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Book review: Forced Founders

by Woody Holton

The so-called “Founding Fathers”

weren’t the only ones

who helped to shape our independence…

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In other words: Poems for your eyes and ears with 64 free verse and haiku poems,
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“the trees lean in…”…“woodward,” my poem

“the trees lean in…”…“woodward,” my poem

yesterday’s trail…

 

 

woodward

 

The mystic mess

   of leaves and twigs

      and fractured stones,

no trace of steps,

the trees lean in

   to shade

      the vestige of a path,

there is the jumble

   of shapes no one has touched,

the water of each season

   knows its way,

the damp persists

   in darkened earth,

scant colors fleck

   the sombre tints,

a jewel of nature’s wont…

 

February 16, 2024

 

A view from the Woodland Crossing-Oakleaf link at Linden Ponds, Hingham, MA

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Book review: Seven Gothic Tales

by Isak Dinesen,

lush and memorable stories…

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As with another eye: Poems of exactitude with 55 free verse and haiku poems,
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reach out, “touch the music,” my poem

reach out, “touch the music,” my poem

that toe is tapping…

 

 

touch the music

 

The horn is a sweet river

   of hot icing,

sprites chase the notes,

toe tapping just happens,

the sax galumphs

   and then it’s power and pout

      and plaintive moan

         and tickled scales,

a raft of rhythms that pushes through

   to almost endings,

the growly sax can make a joy

   to bounce inside our ears,

all dulcet, warm, and lazy…

 

January 26, 2024

 

easy listening in the Fireside lounge on a Friday afternoon

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My poetry. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2024 All rights reserved.

Writing Rainbows: Poems for Grown-Ups with 59 free verse and haiku poems,
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