Morning Glory She let me add a climbing vine to her garden. Those trumpets opened, the blue flowers in my every morning, that yet still, today, cry for sun. The morning glories were twisted around the… more →
FREE-VERSE POETRY by Douglas GilbertDoug wrote 2 days ago: Morning Glory She let me add a climbing vine to her garden. Those trumpets opened, the blue flowers … more →
Doug wrote 2 days ago: Wait On Me Future I have none: I was to be Read to me my love note– I am cold in snow away Cou … more →
Doug wrote 2 days ago: Sauntering Snow walk branching reverie missing her She dazes my daydream suffuses the day Snow overa … more →
Doug wrote 3 days ago: We Are Glowing From the journey of a dream I awoke happy, enveloped in you under covers Enraptured i … more →
Doug wrote 1 month ago: The Supreme Leader Is Still Kicking Alive, he haunts the reins of power like a donkey wildly kicking … more →
Doug wrote 6 months ago: Dying Child’s Lament Future I have none: I was to be Read to me my love note– I am cold … more →
Doug wrote 7 months ago: Umbrellas Fail I’m in a misty rain The petals are falling I think of fruit purges silent polle … more →
Doug wrote 7 months ago: Mulitbed Down There’s a bird on my keyboard crumbs for her beak crunchy board no emails. The b … more →
Doug wrote 8 months ago: Never Read Poetry What to do: DON’T READ FROM AN APPROVED LIST OF POETRY nor from an official … more →
Doug wrote 8 months ago: Poetry Month What to do: Assume a poem could be found on unlikely tongues on ice cream cones and lic … more →
Doug wrote 9 months ago: Still Rapid For me I flushed, a cheeky glow on me, when I heard her laughing in my heart her oxygen … more →
Doug wrote 1 year ago: WHEN LEAVES ARE AFLOAT The chirping of sorrow in the shadows of broken wings let’s too many bi … more →
Doug wrote 1 year ago: If I knew where nowhere is, I’d wander to hear what’s there listen anywhere music charms … more →
Doug wrote 1 year ago: *{this is the 3 cousins version of “Olympics In China”. I changed the title, but had to … more →
Doug wrote 1 year ago: *MY SON THE SCHOLAR* I am not a polemic she cries; my son has been to University many years escaping … more →
Doug wrote 1 year ago: I was drawing with chalk on the sidewalk unappreciated thought I saw you peeking behind the corner, … more →
Doug wrote 1 year ago: (“Olympics In China” modified) My four cousins, tale of tails wagging: one reports on go … more →
Doug wrote 1 year ago: I am not a polemic she cries; my son has been to University many years escaping to the evil UK He … more →
Doug wrote 1 year ago: The tale of tails wagging: my three cousins, fallen cousins driven on edges of cynicism, bravely con … more →