L.R. Harvey Poetry

The Little Leather Notebook A poem is like the little leather notebook That’s full of quotes that you record when reading Novels and longer works:                                           The quotes with meaning, The parts worth reading again, the lines that took The words and pages and made them worth their weight In gold.             A poem’s this portioned potency, The meat of a book compressed delightfully Into an enjoyable size and shape Allowing the reader to remember what was said -  The excess of a novel pressed to produce The juice of what it’s really worth -                                                         a reduced F...

A.M. Shower Thoughts For boredom’s sake,   I sometimes used to take   An ice cube out of my drink When I was cleaning dishes after dinner, And placing it in the sink I’d watch, somewhere between beguiled and bored, The lukewarm water Bore a widening hole Straight to the ice’s center,   As if it sought a soul. Now, each morning    I wake to water pouring   Over my morning mind   As if to thaw a hole straight down to my brain – It’s here I’ve come to find My deepest, most inspired thoughts Start to take wing, Like they were buried deep Within a frozen brain Just waiting for release.  

Unnecessaries Increasingly I’m noticing the world’s Unnecessaries.                         Different colored birds, A pine, a willow, and an oak, a squirrel Touting a bushy tail, or a yellow flower Beside a rose –                          A world requiring words Like adjectives and adverbs to name and shower It all with descriptives describing the differences. If we had only pines and roses and crows, A single type of bird and flower and tree, Or if day were switched to night without the show Of sunset sinking down beneath the hills, We’d still survive.                              But Artist’s desire beauty, And all the colors, shapes, and sizes fill The unnecessary role of satisfying the senses.