Poems written by Dave

We Know

We Know short poem

The old tree, tall against the sky – It’s still there, black, gnarled and lonely. The small laughing children I knew – Are somewhere, older, changed. You and me. facing tomorrow and memory. Where are we? As old April, an

One

One short poem

Let any child Smile, Cry, Sing, or Be there for a while. Let one small boy skip, or lift a toy. Let a tiny girl reach, or not, or touch, or just be there. Let one, only one ask tell,

A Dream

A Dream short poem

Last night I dreamed but not of Manderlay. It was instead of the Oak Ridge Cemetery, in Springfield where death evokes life. The moon bathed everything with its silvery beams making it easy to find my way through row upon