Don Tiedemann

Rookie - 74 Points (2/23/1950 / Baltimore, Md)

Don Tiedemann Poems

1. Hard Rain 2/14/2011
2. In The Weeds (For M) 2/14/2011
3. Cold Morning 2/14/2011
4. Migration 2/14/2011
5. June And Shadows 3/3/2011
6. The Old Man Is The Sea 4/5/2011
7. Instruction 4/9/2011
8. Setting In 4/12/2011
9. Sluggo 5/14/2011
10. Cherry Tree 6/7/2011
11. Variable Winds 6/18/2011
12. Jeff And Sue 7/18/2011
13. Rearview 8/23/2011
14. Saturday Morning 9/15/2011
15. Night Life 11/10/2011
16. Cold Coffee 1/2/2012
17. Afternoon Song 1/2/2012
18. Quotidian 2/3/2012
19. Intercalary 2/13/2012
20. All The Pretty Things 3/11/2012
21. Smart Guy Villanelle 3/11/2012
22. I Know 3/11/2012
23. Three Sisters Or Come The Revolution 4/18/2012
24. January Is A Long Time 4/18/2012
25. Some Rhymes For Waking 6/1/2012
26. Returning 6/1/2012
27. First Light 2/4/2013
28. Unchosen 2/4/2013
29. Late Light 2/4/2013
30. Arrival 2/4/2013
31. Turnpike East 10/14/2013
32. The Other Side 10/14/2013
33. In This Wind 10/14/2013
34. In Lamplight 7/9/2014
35. Cosmology 7/9/2014
36. What Keeps Me Up 8/10/2014
37. The Enemy 8/10/2014
38. After Labor Day 11/23/2014
39. Well Past Noon 11/23/2014
40. Pm 11/23/2014
Best Poem of Don Tiedemann

Smokers

they are
the margin notes of city life
details optional to any story

they are
the dragon guardians of back porch beer kegs
fiercely discharging smoke thru pursed lips

they lean
in garage doorways
reading folded papers

they sit
on the office building stairs
next to melting snow

pulling unbuttoned sweaters tight
discussing whatever a lit match
might stimulate

they worry
and sometimes even talk
about their weight, children, sex life...

and then
dismiss it all in the brief cease-fire
life will honor ...

Read the full of Smokers

Turn

Cold and windy or very cold and still.
In late February life hangs in the balance.
Winter on the edge. Who will miss the ending?

Even in Spring you know re-appraisal is
of no value, but you dare not just surrender.
Because then what becomes of you?

How should you feel about the approaching

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