Retakes (6) by Dennis Lange

I occasionally publish a post with a link to some of my earlier poems. These three were posted when many of you weren’t subscribing to my blog. I thought you might want to read these as well. However, since some may have read them already, I’ll try to give a description and/or enough of the beginning lines that perhaps you can recognize the poem. That way, you won’t have to read it again – unless you want to.

 

Graveside

When one plays taps….

https://thebardonthehill.wordpress.com/2011/08/05/graveside-by-dennis-lange/

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To Have And Halve Not

Of all the loads a child must bear,
The one of sibling’s great.
It means that one must learn to share,
And even worse, to wait….

https://thebardonthehill.wordpress.com/2011/08/11/to-have-and-halve-not-by-dennis-lange/

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Mood/Made/Flow/Forged

Line writing, must I feel like verse,
For words and poems to form?
Or is it when I’m feeling worse,
They come but have no chorm?

When brow sweat browbeats words in shape….

https://thebardonthehill.wordpress.com/2011/08/22/moodmadeflowforged-by-dennis-lange/

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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2012.

 

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