In a Frame

in a frame, poem, poetry, prose, steven humphreys

In a frame On a wall Trees Tall Blue skies fall Looking out Window worn Playing Kids Faces small Clouds are parting Thunder crackling children play acting coming storm I am here Inside near Throwing balls Reaching high Autumn leaves In blue skies Winds blow strong season gone Rain drops fall On our lawn Green grass grows …

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This Little Boy

This little boy thought he had a home He searched and searched but only roamed for a family Yet somehow knew Those silly things He had believed Were all but true Far away yes further still He grew and grew took his stand and then began To feel the sting of life He wrote and wrote …

Edgar Allan Poe influenced me

edgar allan poe, steven humphreys, sage, poems, poetry, prose

Edgar Allan Poe influenced me early in life, writing poetry. But much later in life, I wrote Deafly Thinking, Hell Bent, Ode to Uncle Joe, Always, Angel of the Water, Darkly Winged  and Night Blooming Jasmine in that same spirit as when I was a young teen. One poem of his titled "Annabele Lee," moved me deeply. It …

Hidden

sage, poetry, prose, poems, steven humphreys

Cat curled Spider climbing Crack on wall Wind whipped leaves Fireplace warm she looks out her window Remembering well that knock on the door and yellow flower lies deeply hidden In a chest of hopes Dried up fragile pages of a diary Sweet nothings promises said Three score years Wrinkled hands welling sad Eyes read Rocking and rocking Regretting her own …

Echo

sage, poetry, prose, poems, steven humphreys

The mountain top echoes Can you hear it? Oh, lazy boy! What are we to do with you? Your carnal skin ripens like a peeled banana In the distance stands L.A. Skyscrapers pierce smoggy clouds like concrete knives The Uber taxi Drops you off at the nearest cliff You are thinking you’re goanna end it …