Golden Shovels: This is a relatively new form that uses a quote's words as the "end rhymes" of the new poem. Therefore. attributing the original author is very important when titling these poems. I will give proper credit / title for each. Thought without purpose by Thomas Page after William Shakespeare "It is a … Continue reading Tommy Golden Shovel #1
Tommy Haiku 55
By Tomas Page The Earth begs for rain When the Summer Sun belts down Extreme heat; so very hot
Tommy Haiku #52-54
By Thomas Page The birds have left the Mailbox in my yard; Summer Solstice has passed by Soaring, whistling, then Explosion, eruption and Finally color Each year, Lady Liberty Gets coronae of Red, white, and blue light
Tommy Haiku #49-51
By Thomas Page Eastward towards the Chariot of Apollo In the morning drive Deer stand at the edge Of the road; their eyes shine at The high beams passing Some say alcohol Is for easing people at Parties; not for me
Tommy Haiku 46-48
By Thomas Page Sunflowers used to rise high Above the other Flowers. Not this year. A scarecrow guards the Corn maze below it; In Fall Crows flock to the maze. Season-less waterfronts have To decorate with Holly and Tinsel
The Mission
By John Page The roar of the helicopter was the only thing that could be heard. It was like a hurricane passing overhead. I stay huddled in the dark, cold, damp tunnel with the others. The sound seems to be the only thing in the world. I wonder how long it will last. Just when … Continue reading The Mission
Murder along the river
By John Page The deceased was found at 6:45 in the morning. The victim, male and about middle aged, was dressed in a suit. He was found in front of the Shrine of Knowledge, an ancient Etuscun monument. His throat had been slashed, opened by a blade of some kind. He was lying in … Continue reading Murder along the river
Tommy Haiku 43-45
By Thomas Page The Winter asks aloud "Where Have all the lovely Birds gone?" They are Spring's. A sculpture garden The most unchanging compared To trees in seasons A quartet of birds Nesting in my mailbox; chirp And coo in Summer
Tommy Haiku #41-43
by Thomas Page Posthumous memories of Summer are sweet Like freshly picked fruits Artificial heat Is much worse than the heat from The outside weather Halogen lights in A dimly lit room Produce insufficient day
Tommy Haiku #38-40
By Thomas Page The state animal Of Maryland are blue crabs Were almost fossils The Californian Bear is no more, a symbol Only on the flag The solemn service On Ash Wednesday, burnt palms of A doomed king's welcome
