Joyce Chelmo


Joyce Chelmo Poems

1. Something’s On The Wind 5/5/2006
2. New York Mills, Minnesota 6/26/2006
3. Gathering 4/19/2006
4. Peterson’s Wilderness Cabin 4/18/2006
5. Golden 6/26/2006
6. There’s No Going Home 4/25/2006
7. Warm Light & Solace 4/27/2006
8. The Dark Horse 5/3/2006
9. Doe 5/4/2006
10. Fernberg Road 4/18/2006
11. Gloaming Hour 4/23/2006
12. Let The Dove Fly 5/3/2006
13. Summer Days In The North Woods 4/18/2006
14. Ramblings Of A Red Monkey 4/28/2006
15. Resting Place 4/25/2006
16. The Orient 4/25/2006
17. Ophelia 5/5/2006
18. Crows Gather Whispering 4/19/2006
19. Untitled 4/27/2006
20. That Day 5/6/2006
21. Doe 2 5/7/2006
22. It’s All About Balance 5/7/2006
23. These Hours 5/21/2006
24. Little Island (Haiku) 5/22/2006
25. Neon Forest 4/18/2006
26. Garden Of Seiryoji 5/24/2006
27. With A Sunset 5/27/2006
28. Couldn'T Save Her 4/22/2006
29. Marauder 4/22/2006
30. Daddy, Dance Me 5/7/2006
31. Enfold Me 4/19/2006
32. Perfunctory Critic 4/25/2006
33. Buck Moon 4/19/2006
34. Another Brief Chat In Pogo 4/30/2006
35. Mosaic 4/28/2006
36. I’d Make A Lousy Addict 5/3/2006
37. Her Pilgrimage 4/20/2006
38. Bridge Of Sighs 4/18/2006
39. A River 4/23/2006
Best Poem of Joyce Chelmo

A River

Can’t stop looking at your picture,
hypnotized.
Your beauty a blaze from within.
The attraction would
not be there if it were not
for the essence you offer.

A cool drink for a parched soul.

A lake gathering fresh waters
of wisdom
from the flow of your river.
Mesmerized, captured, infatuated.
I want to drink you,
because,
a lake refuses no river.

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There’s No Going Home

Grew up barefoot & feral
on the banks of
the lazy Shagawa river,
in an old lumber ghost town.
They say it was a booming
city in the early 1900's.

There’s still a small lumber mill
on the far edge of town,

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