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There's a Poem on Every Page

Verlie Burroughs is a west coast writer from Vancouver Island.

A Collection of New Poems

Burning the midnight oil circa 1980's

Burning the midnight oil circa 1980's

There's a Poem on Every Page

There's a poem on every page
you haven't written yet.
There's a line that rhymes with love
but you haven't found it yet.
You try harder as you age,
to pen that lost elusive phrase.
There's a poem on every page.
There's a line that rhymes with love
but you haven't found it yet.

Prelude, Haiku

Birds rustling in the roof
brooding, airy morning song
squeaky violin!

Cat Nap

There's a cat napping
on the couch.
He's got all four feet
in the air,
not a care.

Pension Day at The Barber Shop

Seniors line up at the Barber Shop,
a flurry of furry grey.
There's a bright red scooter parked
under the blue and white spinning pole.
The place is buzzing.
The Barber is laughing.

My friend Simon exits with
a shiny pate, and a clipped smile.
He's got a spring in his step.
"The Barber is telling stories," he says.
"He's got the gift of the gab."

Across the street,
Stink Creek Café is busy too.
The parking lot is full.
A tall lanky man, with
a winter's worth of wool on top
gingerly folds himself back into his car,
and drives away.

Eternity

Turned cold tonight.
Diamond stars are bright
in the crystal clear
black shimmering light.
Stepped out on the porch
to catch a glimpse
of eternity.

My Dash

My dash wasn't good
Ran too fast
Made a little splash
Ran right past
Things meant to last

I'm so happy to be sharing these poems with friends. It's been awhile.

© 2018 Verlie Burroughs