©1993 Susan Noyes Anderson, Poetpourri

he loves her so much
then why does she feel
like that gardenia
the one that went unplanted

©1993 Susan Noyes Anderson

For Tony

From now on
when I think of chemo
I will think of you

©2003 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)

In Geology Psychology
each element is real.
First you excavate, then analyze
exactly what you feel.

©1991 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)

I never thought that I would call thee friend;
I could not trust another with my care.
No staunch companion who would still be there
Should I be forced my honor to defend.

©1991 Susan Noyes Anderson

Image by Joel Holland on Unsplash

We set up housekeeping in an open mine field.
No tanks. No sweepers. No safety.
Daffodils looked harmless, but traveled
in armies. Hyacinths took prisoners.

©1997 Susan Noyes Anderson

(written for an AIDS quilt presentation program)

When I was a child, my very best thing
was to snuggle up warm under grandmother’s quilt.
Every patch was a memory, stitched up with love;
every square a reminder, painstakingly built,

©2003 Susan Noyes Anderson, His Children, Vantage Point Press

Photograph ©2003 Anita Schiller

A child is playing in the sand.
What secrets does he understand?
He knows the magic of the sea.
The evidence is in his hand.

©2003 Susan Noyes Anderson, His Children, Vantage Point Press

Photograph ©2003 Anita Schiller

Each child of God wears dignity,
a heritage he brings to earth.
No ragged coat, however soiled,
diminishes intrinsic worth.