Life Has A Rhythm
©2010 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
life has a rhythm all its own
it bends and dips and flows
it moves through channels
swirls in eddies
goes and stops and goes
General-Literary Poems
Posting these literary poems where people can enjoy them pleases me. Even poems that have landed in books, magazines, or anthologies will find a wider audience here, while poems used to the quiet solitude of my desk drawer will get to see the light of day and meet readers like you! (Art fans: Look for literary poems inspired by the work of well-known photographers and painters.) Please request permission by email, including full copyright information on each copy made. For internet use, a link back to this website is required.
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Seascape
©2010 Susan Noyes Anderson
If life is art, brush all my days
in colors of the sea.
The symphonies of gull and wave
lull cares away from me.
Winter Has a Beauty
©2010 Susan Noyes Anderson
Winter has a beauty all its own,
a framework urging men to look within
and find the quiet hush in every soul…
that peaceful place where new growth must begin.
The Weaver
©2003 Susan Noyes Anderson, His Children, Vantage Point Press
(image not taken from His Children)
To see her hands
their beauty weave
restored my faith
made my heart conceive
The Moon, More or Less
©2009 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
The moon’s more friendly than the sun
more soothing when the day is done,
more peaceful in the autumn sky,
more gentle to the naked eye.
on a swing
©2009 Susan Noyes Anderson
photograph ©2009 Heather Murry Anderson
sturdy seat
happy sigh
dangling feet
open sky
Fall Leaves
©2003 Susan Noyes Anderson, His Children, Vantage Point Press
(poem only-image depicted here is not taken from His Children)
All living things must yield;
the cycle is revealed.
A leaf, once green, turns brown
then, falling to the ground,
Cellular Trio
Susan Noyes Anderson ©2003, His Children, Vantage Point Press
Photograph by Anita Schiller ©2003, His Children, Vantage Point Press
The past stands patiently behind our backs
Invisible at times, or just unseen
Obscured by haste and waste and quantum facts
Upstaged by beeper, phone and fax machine