Lynn W. Petty

Gold Star - 5,245 Points (3/29/28 / Newport Beach, California)

Lynn W. Petty Poems

81. An Old Man's Prayer, Who Asks Why Not He. 1/7/2017
82. A Madonna In Pain 1/7/2017
83. Cancer's Enmity For Mankind 1/11/2017
84. A Bon Vivant 1/11/2017
85. I Bid Farewell To Night 1/13/2017
86. When We Were Young 1/15/2017
87. Youth Vs. Age 8/21/2016
88. What Would I Say? 9/22/2017
89. No Monarch, She 1/24/2016
90. Eight Long Years 1/15/2017
91. The Front Fence Gate 1/15/2017
92. Splendor 1/18/2017
93. Our Twin Granddaughters 1/20/2017
94. But For A Child's Smile 1/14/2017
95. The Annals Of Assur-Nasir-Pal 8/3/2016
96. The Force Of His Words 2/5/2016
97. Brass Rings 2/2/2016
98. My Son 2/2/2016
99. Every Day A New Mourning 1/26/2016
100. Beneath A 2000 Year Old Mississippi Oak Tree 1/29/2016
101. Two Gifts Has Man 1/29/2016
102. Aunt Larura's Tin Abode 2/21/2016
103. Independence, California (Fishing!) 2/22/2016
104. It Was Only Yesterday 1/25/2016
105. The Last Summer 1/24/2016
106. A Glint Of Gold 1/21/2016
107. Appalled 1/21/2016
108. To Learn, To Know, To Heal, To Grow 1/22/2016
109. A Writer's Block 1/20/2016
110. Madonna On The Amtrak 1/18/2016
111. An Old Bookstore 1/19/2016
112. The Magic Of Our Swing 1/20/2016
113. The Evolution Of Belief 1/13/2016
114. To Ponder 1/15/2016
115. The Song Of Nature 1/10/2016
116. His Crossing 1/16/2016
117. Beauty 1/8/2016
118. Thinking 1/8/2016
119. A Friend 1/8/2016
120. Carrion 1/6/2016

Comments about Lynn W. Petty

  • Bri Edwards Bri Edwards (7/12/2018 9:50:00 PM)

    a fine gentleman, a WWll veteran, a rare poet, a devoted human, a friend of mine on PH. my best wishes to him in his 'last days' amongst us; he may be gone to his reward already. of course i'll probably
    never know 'cause I CERTAINLY will never see him THERE! I'll be elsewhere! ! !

    bri edwards aka brian edward whitaker (in the real world) :)

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Best Poem of Lynn W. Petty

A Question Of My Own Mortality

Time seemed interminable.
A curious and inexplicable apprehension came over me,
As I sat in an elderly care home waiting to visit a friend.
The atmosphere was heavy with quiet confusion.
People wandered about searching and shifting in a
Sort of stolid acquiescence. Their lives recalled as flashes in memory, projecting film images on their thick, gray screen of dementia.
Across from me sat an elderly gentleman whose gaze was a glassy
Expression of inattention. I could see the declinations of his skull
Beneath his facial features. A victim of the grievous ...

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I Think Well Of Her

It was years ago when I first met her.
She was the siren of Laguna Beach,
Well endowed, a body to be envied
By all women and, licentiously desired by all men.
She walked like a cat; mysterious, behind her large, darkly
Tinted glasses, causing people to turn and watch
As she silently passed them by.
She was not pretentious, she was herself,
As she was born to be. She was not young

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