Poems

Waiting in Winter - A Boomer Poem

I taste the morning coffee – an inspirational thing.

Winter dawn colorful one day, gray the next

In Georgia, where weather’s mercurial nature

Led us to invent “dressing in layers”

An assortment of coats, sweaters, scarves

Gloves for good measure

We Gather Together (Virtually)

A Boomer Poem  (with bonus holiday information & links)

We gather together online for Thanksgiving

A screen shot of family this year we’ll employ,

It’s par for the course in this year we are living

Still turkey and dressing and pie we’ll enjoy.

Contemplating Autumn at Home

A Boomer Poem, inspired by “To Autumn,” by John Keats

Our season of crisp air and apple festivals,

Nature changes from hues of green to gold;

Leaf-peeping to fully enjoy the season that is Fall,

Trees embrace the last hurrah, and prepare for cold.

Here In Our Windsong Home - A Boomer Poem

(inspired by “Our Little Town,” by Simon & Garfunkel, 1970)

In our neighborhood

We find comfort in knowing

We have so much life in common

And we can lean on each other

In joy and pain and through it all

We chose each other, after all.

We Found Our New Home

A Boomer Poem, inspired by “Two of Us” (“On Our Way Home”), by The Beatles (1970)

The two of us looking always, never finding

the right place

One day we were out driving, suddenly smiling

We found it: OUR HOME!

We found our new home

This is our new home

We’re moving home

Summer Days at Windsong

Summer Days at Windsong

A Boomer Poem, inspired by “Saturday In the Park,” by Chicago (1972)

Summer days on our block

Already the end of July

Neighbors all stop and talk

About how fast the year’s going by.