Poetry of a Lifetime

Saturday, September 7, 2024

Fire and Ice

Romantic gestures

Touch the light

Special words

Just seem right

What I see

In your eyes

Fire and ice

In disguise

Fire and ice

In the night

Intriguing moments

Seem so right

It burns down

To the ground

Fire and ice

When you’re around

Little gifts

Warm my heart

Entry moments

From the start

Dancing close

I feel the heat

Fire and ice

On repeat

Fire and ice

Form the night

Intriguing moments

Seem so right

It burns down

To the ground

Fire and ice

When you’re around

Clutching at

Well worn straws

Making it

A final draw

Don’t need fire

Don’t need ice

Common sense

Makes it right

by Bill Ferguson

Friday, September 6, 2024

His Palm Was Cornered

His palm was cornered

Caught in a sequence

Fumbling, festering

Fostered in frequence

Filled with visions

Swept up in its praise

His palm was cornered

No doubts were raised

by Bill Ferguson

Thursday, September 5, 2024

An Ode To Noodles

A noodle of lust

Pushing at the seams

Sequencing factor

A connoisseur’s dreams

Every waking moment

Setting the stage

For a luscious noodle

To become engaged

In reptilian splendor

Divinely reposed

Soft and tender

Graciously nosed

Open epicures

Prey on the mind

Splendid noodles

Craftily refined

On a world stage

On a fresh plate

Well crafted noodles

Splendid in sate

A feast devine

Epicure’s weave

Their fantasies

Are dreams received

by Bill Ferguson

Wednesday, September 4, 2024

Jamais Vu

It doesn’t seem right

It seems strange

Fragmented

Tired of the repetition

Reality

Transforms

Into something new

Directing me

To a different view

Jamais Vu

In conversation

You became unknown

Disorientation set in

As I see you with new eyes

Awkward phrases are noticed

You are lost in meaning

Jamais Vu

by Bill Ferguson

Tuesday, September 3, 2024

Kingsley

A voice calls out

Weakly in the dark

Breathing is rather shallow

A pain is in the heart

It is in this moment

When lights go off in my brain

Life is truly fleeting

For those who do remain

There was little to be done

Injuries were too great

We gave you love and comfort

Hoping to ease away your pain

There was this tender moment

When you ceased to be alive

Warm memories keep flooding in

Of life when you were fine

A cat at the crossroads

Curious to the core

Searching for adventures

Waiting outside the screen door

Stalking an elusive chipmunk

A butterfly if you pleased

Rest easily my friend

With your new inner peace

by Bill Ferguson

Monday, September 2, 2024

Wild Times In The Cemetery

Resurrectionists return in all their glory

Ghostly spectacles chasing down their dreams

Planners planning one more party

Family reunions under midnight beams

All the dead and mangled forms

Returning for one night

Discussing the state of their deaths

Everyone has a complaint

About a lifetime that’s gone by

Still claiming that it’s all a ruse

Wild times in the cemetery

All who enter will be confused

It's not the quiet place one supposes

The inhabitants will be elated at the news

Orators on the merits of rising once again

Hucksters still trying to sell their souls

Spectres and spectacles recreating deadly scenes

Nervous phantoms meeting to discuss the state of being dead.

Party crashers lates as always

Reluctant shadows checking out the score

Ghostly games played with skin and bones

Death deniers at their game

Boundaries of death have remained

When the sun shines they rest in quiet repose

Wild times in the cemetery tonight

All who enter will be confused

It's not the quiet place one supposes

The inhabitants will be elated at the news

by Bill Ferguson

Sunday, September 1, 2024

I Like

I like exploring thoughts

The possibilities inherent

The intrigue developed

The mind revelling

I like writing

I like touching ideas

Contemplative moments in time

I like exploring concepts that

Challenge and warm my heart

I like what inspires

Is uplifting

And encouraging

I like moments of intrigue

Where the plot thickens

Where the challenges are met

Where the unexpected happens

I like the moment

When writing is a surprise

I like interesting discussions

Where thoughts are shared

Without judgment

Accepted on merit

And explored respectfully

I like successes

Told through the stories of others

Seeing them overcome

Adversities

To achieve their goals

I like it when something old

Is seen in new ways

Opening the mind to new possibilities

I like stories that say

More than the storyteller intended

I like stories that become blended

Within different genres

Pushing boundaries

To show life

Varied and secure

I like a good book

I like smiles

When you least expect one

When they are like sunflowers

Reshaping a room

With elegance and poise

I like to be loved

That warm fuzzy feeling

That sneaks up on you

I like when it says

You are okay

You are at one with the universe

I like you

Far more than you will know

I like tender moments

When it’s just we two

Snuggling safe and secure

I like the wind

Whispering through your hair

I like the sounds of you relaxing

I like watching the moon

Shine in your eyes

I like the tenderness

Of your gentle sighs

I like the warmth

You bring to every situation

I like rainy days

Around a warm fire

I like quiet moments

Where thoughts are acquired

I like places

With a strong ambiance

Where you feel the warmth

And the history

Attached to every nuance

I like kind words

Showing patience and understanding

I like people who

Are honest to a fault

Yet understand perspective

I like driving to good tunes

Imbibing their power

To heal the mind

I like driving in snowstorms

Where snowflakes from Star Wars

Push the boundaries of your sight

I like discovering hidden gems

At the most inopportune times

Pushing understanding

Into areas intriguing and sound

I like twisting ideas

To see if they are interesting and useful

I like

Some many things

I can’t wait to see

What tomorrow brings

by Bill Ferguson