Four Poems for Early Spring, by C.B. Anderson
. Rededication The sullen days of winter Remain a galling splinter Within my thickened skin, So let the games begin!...
. Rededication The sullen days of winter Remain a galling splinter Within my thickened skin, So let the games begin!...
. A Box of Chocolates is like Life: (That Mrs. Gump she got it right.) You never know just what you’ll get,...
. The Bibliophile’s Birth Certificate Marius Michel (1846-1925) was one of the most prominent and gifted bookbinders in France. He...
. Don’t you love the Oxford Dictionary? When I first read it, I thought it was a really really long...
. A kangaroo visiting from Australia beholds the kangaroo court attempting to impeach President Trump for the second time and,...
. A touch of wit is worth its writ in gold. We miss you, John, for being ever bold. You...
. The Second Roman Empire Those were the days, when Julius Caesar Saw a country and would seize her, And...
. Jelly Guts Rule The book, we’ve been apprised, is most uncool— Young Marco and the farmer by the pool,...
. Oh hail the master puppeteer, Controller of the strings. The altruistic engineer, Sagaciousness he brings. With breathtaking dexterity, He...
. Around the rearview mirror of my car There hangs a gonfalon of love divine. My talisman, my bright and...
. Advice from Dante “If you hear nostrums* in the market cried, Behave like men, and not like witless sheep.”...
. I heard the harvested remains Of infants coursing through my veins Will save me from the Wuhan Flu--- I’m...
. Bang! “The darkest places in hell are reserved for those who maintain their neutrality in times of moral crisis.”---This...
. Girolamo Savonarola Here we are at circus, you and me and all the others, facing each and every way...
. This silver-furred yogi of how to stay fit, This bespectacled guru of health, Is a growly voiced sage of nefarious wit; A hoodwinking...
The author of the above poem, circulating online, is unknown. From The Epoch Times (March 2, 2021) "Biden Omits Mention...
. . He met her one Summer, the girl of his dreams, A freckle-faced beauty just out of her teens....
. Governor Mussolini Fifteen thousand souls,Killed by the stroke of his pen,For whom no bell tolls. . . Covid Chronicles...
. In Astrophysics, I’m ranked “One,” and Greek and Latin I find fun. All serve me well at Crossword “Times,”...
. Dear friends we gather here to say goodbye To words once used to speak both truth and lie. The...
. The Internet’s a work of art, Now everybody’s phone is smart. They’re very compact, very small, And so, begins...
. For others it may be a breeze. Those hardy Arctic folk would wheeze With laughter as we Texans sneeze...
There is a scourge that permeates our midstWhich we cannot so easily dismiss.Elitists strive to elevate this curse;A type of...
. For my friend Rose R., with sincere condolences. Good Lord, imagine my bad luck: I’m married to a hockey...
. L O V E... It’s not a dozen scentless hothouse roses. __It’s not a chocolate-box of sweet cliché. It’s...
C.B. Anderson was the longtime gardener for the PBS television series, The Victory Garden. Hundreds of his poems have appeared in...
. All Major League Baseball teams share revenues, We treat them as if they were brothers. But sometimes self-interest means...
. Reality Check A ladybug landed on my arm On Saturday. I felt the charm The chosen feel. It brought...
. They’re impeaching Number 45 today--- Like toddlers born to moan, Like bulldogs with a bone, Like warlords with a...
. They’ll be coming for you soon, Chairman Xho. It’s an old, familiar tune that we all know. You’ve been...
. “Ha ha,” is all she gives her Dad when he makes fun of what she said. No more parental...
. We can “Build Back Better” if we choose “Truth Over Lies.” What these slogans promise lead us to a...
. The Senior Covid Blues I have read many articles about the virus particles that swirl about and sneak into...
. Lahaina Mynahs The droppings of a thousand Mynah birds (While nesting in a Maui banyan tree) Descended on my...
. Blackwater River State Park A warm summer day. The kayak floats quietly. The cicadas sing. . . Nightfall at...
. The world is ruled by two men---Jack and Zuck, More than their strange appearance their deeds suck. Jack’s goatee...
. Go, Fading Leaf __Go, fading leaf, Tell him who thought my heart to spurn __That life is brief (But...
. B.C./D.C. Where history and myth converge Two famous founders do emerge, Of nations that excelled at war. (Coincidence? Or...
. How To Be Like Byron Bright butterfly, why do you fade Into that duller, browner shade That strays into...
. Daily we vent and cement our position In righteous and virtuous words. Unity fails if each crucial decision Is...
Beautiful thoughts. So glad you have shared them in a lovely poem. Your bio tells me you are surrounded by…
Lauren, this is a very lovely and moving piece - and the very challenging unforced rhyme-scheme is a bit of…
This is like a song with interesting last lines of verses rhyming.
Tyuchev in München witnessed the convulsion of Europe from his diplomatic post, where he once wrote a poem on Cicero,…
Brian, what a delightful display of poetic craftsmanship! I particularly enjoyed how the relentless rhyme scheme in "Aunt Ingeborg" mirrors…
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