Poetry Archives - Page 223 of 239

Ah, this poor word,
Describes my feeling
Towards my
   Car,
      Child,
         Cat,
           Friend,
             Lover,
           And so much
        More….
Tis a bit confusing
      At times.
And yet this is the most
Glorious sensation,
Our great driver, compelling
    Towards so much
       Greatness.
          And beyond.

Morning Colors

January 21, 2015 Carl Setzer2 Comments

Sunlight trickles out
Color gracefully flowing
Each second, newness.

Expectation’s Tyranny

January 20, 2015 Carl Setzer

Torture one’s psyche,
Contort our minds beyond
Recognition, seeking a path
Defined by fear’s engorged
Demands

Good Morning

January 19, 2015 Carl Setzer

Glorious sunrise
Tranquillity’s brilliant
Spectacle renews.

Pickles

January 16, 2015 Carl Setzer

Burgers delight me
Yet there are limits for me
Pickles are evil

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