Under the haze – a city of corporate ladders
As tall as their sky scrapers high.
Money flows through the hands – read more »
Category Archives: PAULINE'S POEMS
New York State Of Mind
Requiem For A Rose
A leisurely stroll at sunrise, barely broken was the morn,
In a garden rife with roses, budding next to morning lily’s blaring horn. read more »
My Visit With Grief
(This poem, one of my first, was originally written in November of 1978 when I was 12 years old.)
Here I stand, just on the verge of tears
When just a day or so ago, Grief came to visit me.
He brought with him what can be plainly seen
Three kids, who could care nothing for their inheritance mean; read more »
When I See The American Flag
(In honor of our Veteran’s and current Troops both here and abroad) read more »
Fall
I love the sight of fall.
It’s fun to watch the green leaf
As it turns red, orange, yellow or brown.
There is the nicely stacked golden grain sheaf
And the bright orange pumpkins sitting all around.
