Occasional Poetry In Short (10) Poem by shimon weinroth

she is my guiding light
tells me what to do,
when to do and how to do
making life a fine how
do you do

Humility

second to a all
never too tall
aware of being so small,
says little at all

Heady Thoughts

how rude and crude when
a thought fell out of my head,
started walking on the bed,
wanted my place instead,

Inside My Head

a library of events,
catacombs filed with mildew,
aisles full of lust,
others steeped in romance

Here and There

let us sppose
we juxtapose
it makes no difference,
whenever I'm here
you are there