Timothy Schwartz
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Category Archives: poetry
See The Moon
“See the Moon” Looking at the moon tonight it looks surreal, as if strung with paper- mache Suspended in the low sky, settled in inner-space, boasting another cycle of a wide-open day Hours went by, moments vanished while time delicately … Continue reading
“Freedom Found”
A harvest-moon hangs low and bright Heaping healing into the night A Wrangler jeep heats a white T-shirt, no shoes needed skip the dirt A hippie cries out plying for peace, suburban saviors quietly control (kill) gassing the geese Take one … Continue reading
Names on a Wall
“Names on a Wall” Names are carried, projected on a wall, no one could predict those towers would fall The worst of horrors could not envision this dreadful mess when these towers were erected Reduced in steel and ash, peoples … Continue reading
A Single Star
A single star shines for infinite Springing into action flashes of light Meters are charged at the sounding-board Wings transparent with patient passthrough Bubbles of light bounce off the beach mirroring vibrant colors The merchant ship seeks a star Eager … Continue reading
Bare Sky
Could you collect her if she was taken out by a rebellious rocket Would her boarding pass be found in her burned-up pocket Evil screams another sound, Leading innocent graded to the grieving ground No sirens honking the horn just … Continue reading
Spring Puddles
Forsythia so bright and yellow Yet diamonds strain the hyacinth-stem Her smile is more precious than glazes of gold and the glitziest of gems Rain pouring down on a seaport-town, She’s jumping over puddles missing me be around Strike one, … Continue reading
An Enchanted Branch
“An Enchanted branch ” Does God really place eternity on our heart? Does He really choose the branch of His own planting? If so, why quicken qualms with raving and ranting Advertising said Ford has a better idea, it’s better … Continue reading
Rain Showers
Along a dale of rivers refreshment flows effortlessly Pails of rain deliver abundance for us to see Tasty and liquid waters brought to earth by his daughters The rain keeps pounding always astounding Open knocks click my door, love bleeds … Continue reading
The Bridge
Containers of lids, sealed bids, a heart can close at anytime Shanks of tools playing by the rules awaiting a gracious new-bloom Fresh-flowers for us to see, opening one’s precious and purposeful eyes City of lights, bridge the night for … Continue reading
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What if you’re a boy of the summer striking out Derek Jeter? And that is your claim to fame What if you were the pitcher for his very last game? Hundred 62 games played in the season If you strike … Continue reading
Just a guy on a Journey! 