Basement Poetry Round Two

Feb 26, 2015

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This is the second edition of Poems from Yesterday. Here are two more poems from the “folder found in the basement” containing a number of poems written more than 30 years ago, when I was between 15 and 25 years old. This week’s poems are accompanied by a photo taken while my wife Paula and I were on a sunset walk in vineyards in Napa Valley, California.

Tight as a Bolt

To be what to be,

the waiting is the hardest.

To grasp the sun,

is it far, or the farthest

To understand where you are

the gift is the strongest

To live what you are

fills the heart for the longest


The symphony of nature’s song,

is played in harmony.

While autumn days direct the troupe,

for all the world to see.

Day by day the colors change,

a portrait made of life.

The red and gold of royal dress,

erases man made strife.

So when this season does arrive,

just watch its artist paint,

A portrait of a symphony

with nature’s unrestraint.