Steven Rodgers

Rookie (2/3/86 / Payson, Arizona)

Steven Rodgers Poems

1. Just A Joke 5/19/2012
2. I Wish That I Could Be 5/19/2012
3. Night Lag 5/19/2012
4. Fair Heart 5/23/2012
5. Given Forth 5/25/2012
6. Just Rest My Dear 5/25/2012
7. The Gilded Seat 5/25/2012
8. The Call 5/25/2012
9. Wisdom Of The Old 5/25/2012
10. Sweet Defeat 5/30/2012
11. The Danger Of A Dream 7/26/2012
12. A Rhythm Ripe 9/11/2012
13. Prudence At The Fore 9/13/2012
14. The Value Of Your Love 9/16/2012
15. Part In Whole 9/16/2012
16. Rare Is The Star 9/18/2012
17. Troubled Souls (Sonnet Version) 9/18/2012
18. Whence Cometh You? 9/20/2012
19. Two Little Munchkins 9/27/2012
20. The Day's Plans Go Awry 5/16/2012
21. Just In Case 5/16/2012
22. Paper Coffee Cup 5/17/2012
23. Shackled In The Sun 5/17/2012
24. As I Am, Happy 10/2/2012
25. Woe-Etry 10/3/2012
26. The Long Road 10/4/2012
27. Set To Spring 10/4/2012
28. Why We March 10/11/2012
29. When A Poet Falls In Love 10/13/2012
30. The Oak, Steadfast 10/15/2012
31. Fore In The Mourning 10/26/2012
32. Where Seeds Grow 10/26/2012
33. Azalea 1/10/2013
34. Seek In Life 1/10/2013
35. At The Advent Of A Dream 11/6/2013
36. Keep Her Safe 9/11/2012
37. One Hand Washes The Other 10/24/2012
38. The Bluejay's Song 9/6/2012
39. Goodbye, Farewell, Adieu 10/15/2012
40. Truth In Time 5/18/2012
Best Poem of Steven Rodgers

Simple Things

Some say it is the simple things,
In life that count the most,
To share a moment with one friend,
Instead of with a host,
To take an afternoon reprieve,
From working all day long,
To turning up the radio,
To hear your favorite song. 

I've pondered this for quite some time,
Seeking valid of the claim,
And every time it comes to you,
The postulation is made lame,
For if you are what I seek in life,
Where happiness is found,
Then it is simply not the simple things,
In life that make it sound. 

For if what you are is what I see,...

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The Day's Plans Go Awry

It's wet out there, the rain rolls in,
The day's plans go awry,
It's wet out there, the rain rolls in,
The tears that God must cry.

'Hey Mom, what's rain, what makes it fall? '
Asked Zachary, sincere.
'When will it stop, will it at all?
I can't be stuck in here.'

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