Young poets who have the courage to send their words out into the world always impress me. The first line hooked me. Enjoy! Unknown Worlds By Winter Driving Hawk, Age 14, Pierre, South Dakota Teenage angst is not something I feel Look through the smoke and mirrors And through me you’ll find my pain real …
A perfect capture of the wind here on the plains. Enjoy! WIND INSTRUMENTS By Candy Hamilton, Oglala In the otherwise silence of the night Night silence The wind bumps its rhythm Against the side of the house And train-whistles against the other The rhythm smooths out To dog howls Then to distinct words That finally …
I will always love a place poem, especially one about a place I love: the prairie. And, oh! Those last three lines! Showstoppers. Enjoy! THE PEACE OF PRAIRIES By Grace Dickinson Sperling, Oak Park, Ill. To heal my spirit’s ill there seemed no cure; With diligence I searched from pole to pole And grew accustomed …
This reminded me of a Dorothy Parker piece. I love poems like this, ones that make you laugh and make you think and ones that have hearken back to another era. Enjoy! ZED By Jane Hoyt Lamb, Hill City I have added to my life By temperance and careful diet, But I am less and …
I was instantly hooked on this one. I love poems that give the readers an instruction – that tell us how. Plus, the imagery is just gorgeous. Enjoy! Inferno, Meet My Bridges By Rebecca Erickson Ice polishes the streets as a man and a woman struggle to meet on a bridge. They slip, hips hit …
I am sucker for love poems about days gone by and creative rhymes, and this poem has both. Enjoy! Sixteen and Sixty By Jim Assid, Sioux Falls The smell of roses in your hair, Is like the trade winds’ balmy air. Your smile so sweet and rosy-cheeked Makes me forget my gray hair streaked. If …
Simple, gorgeous language that made me think of home. Enjoy! Strung Out by Francie Davis, Belvidere As the sun shines painfully against the miles upon miles of drifted snow, the cattle are strung out one after the other moving eastward single file eighty-two marching purposefully big black snow-capped boulders blowing exhaust through frosted nostrils parting …
I went way back for this one. I read it and was struck. Enjoy! Bereft by Mrs. Marcella Darling-Milburn, Aberdeen Love left today With all the flowers That I had stored away For my dreaming hours. From Pasque Petals: Vol. 1, no. 9 January 1927 Featured image by melingo wagamama under the creative commons license …
I admit, I first looked at these poems because of the poet’s name: Imogene De Smet. What a fabulous name! Once I read her poems, I was hooked. Enjoy! PRAIRIE LOVE SONG by Imogene De Smet, Sioux City, IA Unceasing Dakota winds pock my face With rain dry dust. My fingers tightly clutch the handle …
A timely, beautiful poem with a beautiful message. Enjoy! Revelation by Marilyn Kratz, Yankton The winds of fall have swept away brown leaves from old elm trees And now reveal what summer’s green had hidden from my gaze. Abandoned nests, their builders flown, stand out in stark relief, Mute evidence of secret toil that filled …