Author: Simona A. Brinson

  • A POEM A DAY 83

    RUMOR Rumors have ears that listen with intent They spread like wildfire cause they don’t cost a cent They freely flow from a pair of lips to another’s ears They travel rapidly to places far and near The rumor changes subtly each time that it’s uttered Because words are added and the rumor gets cluttered…

  • A POEM A DAY 82

    THE SIDE OF SELF Sometimes I am hot. Sometimes I am cold. But most often I am lukewarm. Trying to walk the line between self and God. I straddle the fence Not quite able to balance I often slip to To the side of self Periodically, I take Him down And wipe away the dust…

  • A POEM A DAY 81

    TOO LATE If I were a star I’d shine just for you If I were a blade of grass I’d hold your morning dew If I were at rainbow’s end There a pot of gold would wait But you and I are no more Alas, it is too late My star no longer Shines for…

  • A POEM A DAY 80

    nemesis The frog is my nemesis I say that with grimace There is no other beast I loathe more than this And I would certainly never kiss A frog, NOT EVER! Not even if he were a prince I’d forgo the crown And my change to be queen I would rather get frostbite And lose…

  • A POEM A DAY 79

    OLE BILL Now Bill is an unassuming dog. He plays with lizards and licks on frogs. The thing he likes to do for fun, Is lie on his back and bask in the sun. If one didn’t know better, they’d think he was dead And go grab a shovel from inside the shed. Now ole…

  • A POEM A DAY 78

    THE FOX AND THE HEN The little red fox said to the hen, “Where are all the women and men?” The hen said, “They are off to the dance.” The fox replied, “Well, this is my chance.” “Your chance for what?” asked the hen without pause. The fox smiled as he unfurled his paws. He…

  • A POEM A DAY 77

    orange How many words Can I rhyme with orange Well Paul preached In the city of Corinth I am not Goldilocks I do not like porridge I am not a nurse No Nightingale, Florence I would wrestle a bear If I could muscle up the courage I have a dear friend named Lauren Laurence And…

  • A POEM A DAY 76

    THIS & THAT What am I gonna Write about today My mind is a wreck In complete melee This thought says that That thought says this A mind in chaos At the same time bliss Its everything And nothing at all It’s as heavy As a medicine ball It is full And it’s empty Not…

  • A POEM A DAY 75

    PERCEIVED BEASTS I have walked amid giants And dwelled among trolls I have counted their fingers And smelled their toes I have heard their laughter And wiped their tears I have done my best To calm their fears You see, it is man alone That they fear most Not goblins or ghouls Nor Blackbeard’s ghost…

  • A POEM A DAY 74

    HER DREAMS In the quiet of night When her mind is at rest During this time Is the real test Will her mind wander To life’s most beautiful things Will rainbows and kittens Fill her dreams Will her dreams be Full of love and laughter And the most precious Happily-ever-after Or will that demon Creep…