Fred Odom Poems
|2.||I Will Keep My Coat On||2/21/2015|
|3.||A Bittered Cold||2/21/2015|
|5.||Frames Of Reference||2/28/2015|
|6.||Falling Down Hard||3/3/2015|
|7.||Branches In The Sun||2/20/2015|
|8.||An Uninvited Guest||2/21/2015|
|9.||In Mourning She Came||2/23/2015|
|15.||The Woods Before Snowfall||3/3/2015|
|16.||Stretching My Luck||2/23/2015|
Comments about Fred Odom
Stretching My Luck
There I was sitting on bed's edge
following strenuous stretching mandated by
my 5th lumbar to avoid surgery. It will come to pass
anyway in time, I think.
I will tire of sweeping back the shore's tide of age.
my arms, tiring of attempting stretching legs 90 degrees
agreed and appeared aged and worn.
unconsciously, my hand reaches and opens a poetry book
stopping at page ninety and a poem begins reading me.
Trees in my yard
though bent and drooping with the weight of Spring leaves
age better. Diameters thicken. Height increases,
wind which blows ...
An Uninvited Guest
Despite internet search engines reports to the contrary
And without heed to the "No Vacancy" sign clearly lit
And flashing to advise all travelers,
Shiva checked in to my life
With apparent belief
I would be a cozy Bed and Breakfast to visit.
Shiva's blatant disregard of my posting
Clearly reflected intent to compromise and disrupt