~~ Chasing the Rainbow ~~ (inspired by Jan LaFountain Melnik) two curves converged upon the distant shorewhere skinny pond engaged with bright rainbow...I knew a pot of gold would lie in store!to slosh through water, nothing pleased me more...but would the magic last? I didn’t know I wished that I could run that liquid trailbut … Continue reading The Watery Path Not Taken
Happy Mother's Day, Mom!With Love and Gratitude! well Dad, he calls you Marillynbut I just call you Momand to your now-grown grandchildrenit's Nana you've becomeback when I was a naughty boyI'd drive you 'round the bendyou'd spank me with that wooden spoonbut love me to the endtoday and every other dayI hope you'll feel admiredI … Continue reading It’s Your Day, Mom!
~~ for lovers everywhere ~~ she sang my body electric whenthat frosty February daybefore she slowly walked awayshe gave her phone number to meand to a date she did agree! I’d sat beside her on the busso many things we did discuss! I surely hoped in two weeks’ timeshe'd be my teenaged Valentine she sang … Continue reading She Sings my Body Electric
alas, we've lost Sean ConneryThe Man Who Would be Bondepitome of braveryhe was well-brained and brawned by trading on his handsome lookshe'd bed a bonny lassand then he'd go and vanquish crooksand do it with such class when Bond would chase bad guys with zealGoldfinger... Dr No...it wasn't long before we'd feelthe thrills and humour … Continue reading Farewell, 007
dismissive champions of free verseare wont to scorn and even curseus bards who like our poems to rhymeas ignorant of thoughts sublimebut unlike bingeing on YouTuberhyme makes us solve a Rubik's cubenot plastic squares of red and yellowbut grey matter, like hardened jelloyes rhyming schemes can lead astraythe messages we thought we'd saybut hanging in … Continue reading To Rhyme is Divine
Well the Baron would flirt with greatverve and tenacity,hoping that he'd breach alady's morality.But whenever he wielded hisverbal dexterity,she would catch wind of hisclear insincerity.- Paul Raworth Bennett
🙂 To hear this poem, use the player below. 🙂 by Paul Raworth Bennett I'm a middle-aged man who has learned over time Just what makes people tick, their rhythm and rhyme More than anyone else there’s a man I admire So I thought I’d describe him in case you inquire Well the first thing … Continue reading The Man I Admire
By Paul Raworth Bennett ~ for brave soldiers everywhere ~ He was a kind and loyal friend Who hailed from clan MacPhee And all the boys were jealous ‘cause He loved his girl Marie A lock of hair from her he kept Within a tiny box And in his heart were memories of Their kiss … Continue reading Private MacPhee
not much more time will pass or destiny unfurled before we're forced to breathe apocalyptic gas that coats the wheezing lung brown air will steal the sun the seas will rob the shore and drown the old and young today's the hour to act ensure that we destroy the certainty that our existence is attacked … Continue reading Dire Straits
🙂 To hear this poem, use the player below. 🙂 Bon Voyage, my Biking Buddy! by Paul Raworth Bennett ~ for Janice ~ Very soon you’ll leave, dear Janice For your travels far away What an antidote for sadness To just ride your bike all day Whether zooming down from high hills Or just rolling … Continue reading Bon Voyage, my Biking Buddy!
🙂 To hear this poem, use the player below. 🙂 Freedom Wheels by Paul Raworth Bennett ~ in memory of Bob Rea ~ (July 1961 - August 2019) I love to ride my freedom wheels Unbridled joy is how it feels At once when I begin to roll It stirs my mind and feeds my … Continue reading Freedom Wheels
I have a classy friend whose name is Heather with whom I'd love to walk despite this weather I know she's quite involved with all her dancing a passion that I find is most entrancing and also she's a youthful two-time Nana who's sometimes stuck with spooning mashed banana it's her delightful company that I'm … Continue reading Missing Heather
To hear this file, simply use the audio player[ ~ for Heather ~ she swirls about the room epitome of grace a flower in full bloom like visual perfume she does my heart embrace she swirls about the room she's gorgeous in costume with gossamer and lace a flower in full bloom her joy does … Continue reading Heather’s Waltz
when I think back upon the years it always fills my eyes with tears what luck we had to find a love as pure as from the skies above the day won't come that I'll forget the summer camp where we first met and how from such a fumbled kiss grew 60 years of wedded … Continue reading ElderLove
~ for Sara C, who's battling cancer ~ May God e'er turn your head To show you gorgeous flowers May peace e'er fill your heart Throughout your darkest hours May God e'er lift you up And keep your body strong So that your Earthly time will be Like summer days, prolonged And Sara, may you … Continue reading May God E’er Turn Your Head
by Paul Raworth Bennett in support of a good friend Her shrink asks how is Bree He merely wants to see How well that she may be So fudge the truth does she I’m on my meds, she'll say And thus Doc's fears allay Since Doc has no X-ray His trust she does betray They … Continue reading The Struggle
by Paul Raworth Bennett It's New Year's Day, I'm uninspired And here I sit - hung over, tired Resolved to write, just peck away For fifteen minutes every day Who knows what stream of words will flow From foggy brains that rarely glow? If gold, how fortunate I am! If dreck, then I don't give … Continue reading Writer’s Lament
🙂 To hear this poem, use the player below. 🙂 Happy Birthday, Roshanak! by Paul Raworth Bennett ~~ Star of Magnificence ~~ The beauty of the zodiac God brought to earth in Roshanak Who brightened up in many ways The darkness of my winter days She can be crazy, loud and wild She can be … Continue reading Happy Birthday, Roshanak!