Poem 23
On Leaving the Beach
By Michelle Garren Flye
Beds are made, towels and sheets washed.
One more walk.
One more chance for sandy feet.
Watch the waves lap the shore,
Foam curls around toes.
Then home to unpack the clothes.
Tag Archives: National Poetry Month
National Poetry Month: Poem 22
Poem 22
Earth Day
By Michelle Garren Flye
Environmental
Awareness. Please face
Reality about our
Terra firma
Haven.
Don’t destroy it.
Always guard
Your home.
National Poetry Month: Poem 21
Poem 21
Living in Eden
By Michelle Garren Flye
What if
God didn’t cast Adam and Eve
Out of the garden of Eden?
What if
He just stretched it
To make room for their family?
What if
The beach you walk on,
The sunsets you watch,
The flowers that bloom,
The oceans we sail,
The mountains we admire…
What if
This is what is left of the garden?
What if
You already live in Eden?
National Poetry Month: Poem 20
Poem 20
Human Rights
By Michelle Garren Flye
Defend their rights
As if they were your own,
Because they are.
Stand up for their beliefs
As if you believed the same,
Because you do.
Embrace the people they love
As if you lived with them
Because their love is your life.
They are not they when you
Remember how close they are
To your human heart.
National Poetry Month: Poem 19
Poem 19
Pent Up
By Michelle Garren Flye
Like a freight train
Running inside my chest.
Like rain falling into my eyeballs.
Gritted teeth and short of breath,
I struggle to recall
The calm
Of the sea.
National Poetry Month: Poem 18
Poem 18
Smile
By Michelle Garren Flye
A smile
Is a small thing.
Nothing really.
Not important.
Doesn’t cost.
But what it’s worth!
Oh, everything.
For someone,
Your smile
Lights up the day.
For someone,
Your smile
Means the world.
Just a smile.
National Poetry Month: Poem 17
Poem 17
Old Photos
By Michelle Garren Flye
Looking through old photographs
Can take a melancholy turn.
Where did the days of your youth go?
The years fly by, sometimes so fast
They leave my edges old and worn.
I wish I could hit the brakes to slow
The speed of the days as they pass.
To grab one more minute, to earn
Another moment in that ethereal glow.
National Poetry Month: Poem 16
Poem 16
Easter
By Michelle Garren Flye
Renewal of life.
Treasures to find in the spring.
Happy Easter Day.
National Poetry Month: Poem 15
A little intro to this poem is needed I think. On Wednesday, April 12, Beverly Cleary celebrated her 101st birthday. Yes, she’s still alive. Of all the authors of all the books I’ve ever read, Beverly Cleary may mean the most to me. I read her books as a child. Ralph the mouse’s adventures inspired me. Ramona’s made me laugh. Socks the cat’s story turned me into a more sensitive cat person. And most of all, Beverly Cleary inspired me to become a writer with this quote:
If you don’t see the book you want on the shelf, write it.
And so this poem is for a truly great, awesomely inspiring writer. Thank you, Beverly Cleary.
Poem 15
Beverly Cleary 101
By Michelle Garren Flye
If you don’t see the book you want to read,
Write it.
If you can’t find a shore to live on,
Explore.
If no store stocks the tool you need,
Invent it.
If the cure for your disease isn’t available,
Experiment.
Grow the food you want to eat but can’t find.
Make the furniture you’ve always wanted.
Imagine, envision, discover…
Live the life you want to live.
National Poetry Month: Poem 14
Poem 14
Spider
By Michelle Garren Flye
She perches on her web.
She isn’t moving.
…Is she?
Eight-legged freak.
But if she stays there,
It’ll be okay.
Right?
I don’t like this.
There…I saw her move.
She’ll slink down
If I look away.
Creepy crawly!
But wait!
Is that a mosquito
Caught in her web?
I hate mosquitoes.
Maybe…she’s not so bad.
BREATHE: Michelle Garren-Flye 