Doug Gunderson Poems
|1.||This Bridge Of History||1/14/2014|
|2.||Tabitha’s Best Friend||1/14/2014|
|3.||Sunday Night Sonnet||1/14/2014|
|4.||Walking With A Two Year Old||1/14/2014|
|9.||Alternative Universal Declination||1/15/2014|
|11.||Not Quite Puppy Love||1/15/2014|
|12.||Speed It Up||1/15/2014|
|14.||Making You Happy||1/15/2014|
|16.||Goodbye My Love||1/14/2014|
|17.||The Four Greatest Words||1/14/2014|
|18.||Winter Won’t Leave||1/15/2014|
|19.||Let The Poison Out||1/14/2014|
|20.||Conversation With An Iguana||1/15/2014|
|21.||The American Dream||1/14/2014|
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The American Dream
Fifty is coming fast and hard
Forcing me to become reflective.
But how does one judge their life
Without being too subjective?
Money? Power? Fortune and Fame?
Job titles and a fancy car?
Each of us has a benchmark
To make us proud of who we are.
A big bank account sure would be nice
Or maybe a bit more fame,
But I ambled down a different path
And I played a different game.
My poems have not won awards
And my novel’s still not done;
But success has come to me
And in this game I have won.
My house and car are paid for
I have money in the ...
Goodbye My Love
I found the letter that you wrote me
Filled with vitriol and hate
I should have saved it for later
But I guess I couldn’t wait.
Now it may have been bad timing,
You were only gone two days;
Or maybe it was losing you
That had me in quite the daze.
Words can hit and words can hurt