For those of you that continue to check this site on occasion I thank you. I have not been writing poetry for a while and thought I should start posting new poems again. Here are two that I’ve just completed.
She is Woman
by Robert Becker
A woman stands at the precipice.
Oh, women have stood there before
Mary was there,
Golda was there,
Thatcher was there.
Standing on the edge,
respected,
daughters of Abraham,
teachers, educators,
Henrietta Lacks was there.
We are ready
the nation needs some …
mothering.
The time is now and
Kamala is ready.
Watching the Linden Tree
by Robert Becker
As I sit in my sun room watching
our Linden tree
I wonder what the birds
find so joyful as they dart in and out
of the leaves and the seeds
the tree holds.
Or what do the bees find
as they spend all of their time
seemingly touching every
leaf and seed.
And for weeks before the hummingbirds took flight south,
they’d seem to perch on the branches
fluttering from leaf to seed
after gathering nectar from
flowers and feeder below.
We’ve found a peaceful sanctuary.
Our downsizing to this magical
townhome
with the trees, birds, bees and hummingbirds
that we all are enjoying and calling home.