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- December 31st, 2023, 6:37 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Let’s go shopping
- Replies: 6
- Views: 14802
Re: Let’s go shopping
Excellent!! Keep it coming!!!
Re: No Tip
Excellent poem about what life is for the other side.
Neighbors
Neighbors by Edmund Siejka It was getting colder Sun slowly Easing From the afternoon sky. Taking off his glasses He studied the front steps How was he going to get a heavy dresser up there? His wife asked, “Are, you sure you can do this?” Turning, her eyes focused on the nearby homes She thought sh...
- May 29th, 2022, 2:56 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Holy Relics
- Replies: 10
- Views: 885
Re: Holy Relics
Forgotten love?....not really. Well done Sasha
- May 26th, 2022, 4:03 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Cigarettes and Loose Change
- Replies: 5
- Views: 516
Cigarettes and Loose Change
Cigarettes and Loose Change by Edmund Siejka On a late afternoon There was a stillness When nothing seemed to move. Listless and sort of down I knew a bar Squeezed in between non- descript buildings. Hesitating I stood outside Searching the gray lifeless windows When the bar’s neon light Beckoned. B...
- April 20th, 2022, 3:50 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: A Quiet Conversation In Church
- Replies: 6
- Views: 631
Re: A Quiet Conversation In Church
Hi Judih
Thanks for your support all these years!!!
Thanks for your support all these years!!!
- April 20th, 2022, 12:51 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: A Quiet Conversation In Church
- Replies: 6
- Views: 631
A Quiet Conversation In Church
A Quiet Conversation In Church by Edmund Siejka Someone behind me stifled a cough Turning around, the stranger nodded back In the dim light I made out a determined jaw Felt thick fingers holding on to the back of my pew I’ve been coming here for years he said During weekday afternoons When the Churc...
- March 5th, 2022, 5:47 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: The Players In The Park
- Replies: 3
- Views: 416
The Players In The Park
The Players In The Park by Edmund Siejka An errant breeze slipped in Somewhere from the West Village Caressing a couple As they walked out of the park holding hands Shoulders touching Running her fingers through her hair She stopped to look up In return he smiled His arms bringing her closer Their l...
- March 5th, 2022, 5:43 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: City At Night
- Replies: 2
- Views: 365
City At Night
City At Night by Edmund Siejka It was cold outside I hadn’t shaved in days and I was hungry I was going to walk it Only a few blocks Through the same streets I walked every day So how bad could it be At 1 AM? The Diner’s neon sign Shone in sharp relief in the night. A greasy spoon type of place Inex...
- August 13th, 2021, 7:43 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Big Boy Shoes
- Replies: 2
- Views: 396
Big Boy Shoes
Big Boy Shoes by Edmund Siejka She was in the living room Evening shadows slowly inching forward When I came home The look on her face said something had happened. Reluctant to say anything at first Words suddenly came out From her like torrential rain She came home early and since the house was qui...
- July 13th, 2021, 5:01 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: That's The Way These Things Go
- Replies: 1
- Views: 331
That's The Way These Things Go
That’s The Way These Things Go by Edmund Siejka I was in a bar By myself In one of those places that I hadn’t been to in awhile And yet still recognized By the turn of a chin Or an occasional nod. The place was busy The music got louder When the bartender bought a round. It was standing room only Bu...
- June 27th, 2021, 4:39 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: On A Personal Note
- Replies: 5
- Views: 580
On A Personal Note
On A Personal Note by Edmund Siejka They didn’t fit Like bookends Or what people might describe As a nice looking couple. Seeing them together made a jarring sound Like chalk clawing on blackboard But what was so bad about this new couple? I knew why. She left me for him. It took me a really long ti...
- February 13th, 2021, 1:17 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Elsa, My Brown Eyed Granddaughter
- Replies: 2
- Views: 466
Elsa, My Brown Eyed Granddaughter
Elsa, My Brown Eyed Granddaughter by Edmund Siejka Even when you were a little child Your watchful eyes Saw everything Missed nothing Your baby laugh was infectious And rightfully so Because you were the brown eyed Princess In your mother’s heart. Years later On one Spring day On a wide field Boys l...
- February 11th, 2021, 6:23 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: To My Grandson Rowan, Nine Years Old
- Replies: 4
- Views: 524
Re: To My Grandson Rowan, Nine Years Old
Hi Saw
Time does go by quickly so my advice is put things aside and write a poem about your grandson!!
Thanks for the good words.
ed
Time does go by quickly so my advice is put things aside and write a poem about your grandson!!
Thanks for the good words.
ed
- February 11th, 2021, 5:15 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: To My Grandson Rowan, Nine Years Old
- Replies: 4
- Views: 524
To My Grandson Rowan, Nine Years Old
To My Grandson Rowan, Nine Years Old by Edmund Siejka We walk side by side Not saying much You are tall for your age But when you speak I still lean to my right To listen to your soft voice And then we walk some more When suddenly You say, “Gramps, you don’t have to hold my hand I know the way.” Tha...