Collecting Peace
©2014 Susan Noyes Anderson
Photo by Christelle BOURGEOIS on Unsplash
Collecting is a testament
to life already lived –
a witness of the future
still in store.
Life Lessons Poems
Writing “life lessons” poems is one of the ways I connect with and learn from life. They help me move myself through the inevitable ups and downs with as much grace as possible. And what better way to find grace than in the words of a poem? Thank you for gracing me with your presence here, and don’t forget to send a request my way before using my life lessons poems. (Please include full copyright information on every copy. For internet use, a link back to the poem on this site is required.)
FINDING THE POEM YOU WANT: As you scroll through this section, read each snippet sample (usually the first four lines) to get a feel for the poem. When you find something you like, click “CONTINUE READING” to view the entire poem.
Atlantis – The Ghost Ship
©2014 Susan Noyes Anderson
Photo by Filip Mroz on Unsplash
She sails across an open sea
obscured in fog and memory–
a ship of ghosts, of days gone by,
her battered flag lost to the sky.
Exaltation: A Journey into Light
©2014 Susan Noyes Anderson
Photo by Karsten Winegeart on Unsplash
The road of life is rough and steep
with little ease along the way.
Some rivers cut and plunge so deep
they throw us back to yesterday.
Knowledge Has Its Price
©2014 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
acceptance of adversity
The phone rings.
Innocence answers cheerfully,
vanishes on a sigh.
Lightning shouldn’t strike twice.
Children should be bulletproof.
Found:
©2014 Susan Noyes Anderson
One faded girl in sepia,
eyes bright and opened wide.
Her life was sweet and simple then,
with nothing much to hide.
On Art and Artists
©2014 Susan Noyes Anderson
Image: Musician in the Rain by Robert Doisneau
on art and artists
Never keep your art too safe and warm;
it isn’t right.
Abandon it to sleet and hail;
strip it in harsh sunlight.
Closed
©2003 Susan Noyes Anderson, His Children, Vantage Point Press
Photo by Anita Schiller – Closed (for the new year)
Times Square with all its cheer
cannot revive a year.
And no amount of pique
will slow a passing week.
