Last Edited Elegy Poems (1,151)

Went to Goodwill
What a thrill!
I usually go out of there empty handed
Feeling like an L on my forehead was branded
But
In the CD section I was browsing hoping for the most
When along came Luther Vandross
A song he did with a woman with hits by the ton
Her name was Janet Jackson
Brother Michael did better with a style came off as sometimes mean
With hits like Ben, Rock With You, and Billie Jean
This song didn't chart very high on the Billboard Charts
But still it is dear to my heart
Let's Wait Awhile, Nasty, Escapade, When I Think Of You were great
This song somehow put me in a state
Of pure joy
How can I explain it
Oh boy
Like Janet says at the beginning of the song
Are you ready?

The Smells
Of Love
Linger
In The Room
Don't Move
Don't Move
David, What Is?
Goodnight, My Love
Goodnight

A heart preserved. The native(s) paint the picture of the spoken word. The universal rhythm. Paint me a picture of realisation. We can count in the dark, but did logic form in dark?

In these difficult times I consider my friends my best friends.

And the world turns...

Do you feel the breeze
Wind envelopes sways the tree
Branches now blown away
Dancing in the breeze
Birds hold on tight
Blown from their peaches
That wind howls tonight winds gather up
Rain facets paces darkened skies night and day darken
Lightning flashes hail wind and rain
Leaves blown by the force the trees stand nearly bare
for all to see
Branches leafy fallen on the road the fields
Darkness fade winds fade sky's brighten the sunny sky once again
Sun shines bright leaves appear
The trees live again

You carry that bag Where ever you go
Full to the brim
It took you to carry it contents within
Why you want to burden with this stuff why you want to carry a full load
You shop by day you carry your stuff away
Only to chuck some straight in the bin
Recycle they say don't throw it away
Eat it straight away
Food goes off so you throw it away
Life a burden you shop each day the toil on your back the food you carry away in that sack
You long for a car a bike you go on a bus to carry it in life's a burden but we all ways need that bag to carry are shopping in

She gets by with saying I'm sorry
While I get stuck with a broken heart
Women get away with a lot of things
And it happens right from the start

She's had a really good life
While I'm still waiting on the lottery
She made somebody else a really good wife
And I have to pretend it doesn't bother me

She says she didn't know till recently
How I loved her so
So she offers a little smile of pity
Now how is that suppose to soften such a terrible blow

She gets by with saying I'm sorry
And I'm the oldest clown of all
Women get by with a lot of things
As they hang home sweet home on the wall

Let Me Play >
In Your Garden
Where The Warm Lily Grows
Swollen In Time
Up Through The Moist Grass
Wet With Dew

Everyday I go down and read to the pigeons. We have an agreement. I read to them and I take one home for dinner.

Pigeon 1: “look it’s that tuned loony who thinks we understand English!”

Pigeon 2: “I thought he was talking to himself?”

Pigeon 1: “no it’s definitely us”

Pigeon 2: “we should be able to speak English by now, he keeps reading the same fffing page from his book!”

Pigeon 1: “hang on a minute... that’s not a book he’s reading to us... it’s a menu!”

Pigeon 2: “why is he reading us a menu??”

Me: “anyone hungry ???!”

Pigeon 1: “??...

Pigeon 2: “jokes on him we’ve already eaten!”

Pigeon 1: “where’s the rest of our band? We’re four pigeons shy of a full canter?”

Pigeon 2: “I haven’t seen the others since this dastardly muttley start turning up?”

Pigeon 1: “something Isn’t right here. This dizzy sherbet arrives at dawn everyday fattening us up on bread while he has pigeon a la carte!”

Pigeon 2: “stale bread!”

Pigeon 1: “stale as a loaf capsized from the ancients!”

Pigeon 2: “what makes you think he even eats pigeon?”

Pigeon 1: “well he talks to pigeons walks like a pigeon and with that haircut he’s starting to look like a pigeon”

Pigeon 2: “I’m scared”

Pigeon 1: “get a grip we’re pigeons not chickens!”

Pigeon 2: “is this war?”

Pigeon 1: “this Isn’t war. This is “Saving Pigeon Ryan!”

Pigeon 2: “what we gonna do?”

Pigeon 1: “shit on his menu and find a new location!”

At night alone in my room
I wait out the night
it will be tomorrow soon

Tomorrow will come
then it will go
another night spent
with myself in my room

I have love to give,
this is true
so much love I have
I become unglued

I need a girl to love,
this is no lie
it's not a want or desire
but a need that's inspired

I need to love
it is plain to see
by the way I react
when cut down at the knee

Fear not of my love
it can not hurt you
But time poorly spent
will catch up to you

Time is short
life time is constantly spent
let us kindle the flames
that bring us contentment

From contentment will come
happiness for you and i
and bring back that glow
you once had when you smile

So lets drop our baggage
and kick it out the door
thinking of each other
forevermore

Dale Wetzler

Part of being a human being
Time when you’re alone
When you ask those questions
Does the grass look greener
Just over the fence
The sun is shimmering in late afternoon
Such is life in early spring
Wait and work all day
Just to see what life brings
Is it just companionship
That you most desire and sing
The most greatest achievement
To come home and be the greatest
In the eyes of those most dependent
What tomorrow will bring who knows
We’re just winging it tonight
So happy to let go of all that sorrow
Was a bird I just heard
A male robin in spring
Very determined in his call
To attract some attribute he brings
Let alone for all to cry
Of the earliest predators alive
Wings off at the mercy of time
When the earthworms shall move
And escape the late spring snows
That anyone of us will ever know
But by the courage you’ve shown
In each new step you take
Please always remember to
Look over your shoulder
You might think you be so nimble
You might be a perfect fake
But what really only matters
Between you and I is faith
Keep looking over your shoulder
For what you and I forsake
Will either bring us together
Or forever seal our fate