sandra wyllie
- Location
- Boston, Massachusetts, usa
- Birthday
- July 11
- Bio
- I love writing and nature and psychology.
Young at heart and love to laugh!
MY RECENT POSTS
- "PLASTER"
May 31, 2012 06:39AM - "NOTHING"
May 30, 2012 07:40AM - "YOU, DR. KOOCHER"
May 29, 2012 06:23AM - "OUTSIDE THE EDGE"
May 28, 2012 06:56AM - "PINING EVERGREEN"
May 27, 2012 04:47AM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “FREEDOM RINGS, to Art
James thee shall bring.
A
mortal man whose mouth thus
ran.
Ti…”
February 21, 2012 08:18AM - “LOVE "THE GIVING TREE"
by Shel Silverstein!! I gave
that book
to a 68
y…”
February 16, 2012 06:26AM - “I'm 46”
January 02, 2012 09:05AM - “I'm 46”
January 02, 2012 09:05AM - “It was LOVE that struck
me in this poem, yet I'm sure
not so
much different
than…”
January 01, 2012 05:46AM
Sandra wyllie's Links
"PLASTER"
I'm sending out an innocuous request.
May Day! May Day! S.O.S.
You see, I'm in solitary confinement of my mind.
In the dank basement there it's musty and moldy.
The stench makes me putrid.
Yet, sometimes I'm but a mere statue.
Still and stiff, languorous without expression.
The cracks are accumulating, runn… Read full post »
"NOTHING"
Obliterate so that nothing remains.
"YOU, DR. KOOCHER"
You, Doctor Koocher, cynic look down on me.
Late April I fell, over you, for you.
The nightmares come. the one-eyed man.
The dark shadows loom at large.
Looking at the proxy of you in a picture.
Each day far away, revel in my abandonment.
Drinking my champagne.
I already let it slip, myself, oh the… Read full post »
"OUTSIDE THE EDGE"
Words thy wings to which I fledge.
To love thee so, outside the edge.
Permeate the confines of thy walls.
Rhapsody so effusive, how it calls.
Hath no restraints, pure release
Endless flight shall never cease.
Let it carry ye, take ye away!
Oh I shall wait for thy coming day.
Why bound so tight, forever ye he… Read full post »
"PINING EVERGREEN"
Ill-fated and abundently spleen.
Persists ye foliage throughout the year.
Innocuous thy needles bear.
Ornamental woody cone.
Drop to thy ground, lying prone.
Odeur permeates, ye sappy pines.
Fallen, fallen, circular lines.
"THE CYNIC"
Looking down your nose at me.
Condescending and patronizing as can be!
Sarcastic are you with remarks so cruel.
What do you take me for, a fool?
The cynic, with biting words so hard.
Walk away leaving me scarred.
You sit almighty in your lofty position!
Judgmental and watchful with great suspicion!
I really… Read full post »
"WOODY WOODPECKER"
Oh woody, woody woodpecker you keep hammering away!
Drilling, boring in your own unique and special way.
Chipping at the bit in my very own back yard.
Determined as you are, always going at it hard!
No one can imagine the insidious drilling of the hole.
It's starting to wear me out, starting to take it's… Read full post »
"LIFE'S LESSONS"
Oh, please do tell whom am I to trust?
If not myself than no one such.
With so much to life how am I to learn?
Around every corner there comes another turn.
Who do I please and what is at stake?
Start with thyself; be for thy own sake.
How does one capture all that's been… Read full post »
"SHOOTING STAR"
In my heart I really thought there was no other.
But I have found the startling perplexity of another.
Yet I shall never succumb to letting him know.
So petrified am I to allow any trace of feeling to show.
Past mistakes and problems I create aren't so easy to discern.
A hefty price is what… Read full post »
"BIRDS EYE VIEW"
I want to share everything with you.
Giving you the birds eye view.
The situation has become ineffective.
Some times one needs a new perspective!
Alas, so hard for me to adjust.
Head hung way down low in disgust.
Fighting and meeting resistance.
Gainful insight sought by a fresh distance.
Looking for blue sk… Read full post »
"CIRCUITOUS"
"Let the future decide; I'll just keep going along" Sandra
Lee........my quote for today and now my poem......
Thy path curves round and round circuitous.
Ah, if only luck where fortuitous.
A beaten down, trodden path ye meander.
Slinking, slippery and slimy as a salamander.
Oh where oh where are ye… Read full post »
"CATCH A FLEETING GLIMPSE"
I hope you'll stay awake!
There's too much here at stake.
It's only but a moment in time!
Life's simplest treasures sublime.
Quivering lips from a kiss filled with devotion.
A romantic amber sunrise reflected off the ocean.
That special planned honeymoon trip.
Wet and eager lovers entwined after a skinny-di… Read full post »
"NO TOEING THE LINE"
To my rebel, Dick with love.........
He doesn't believe in toeing the line.
Such is the man with a sturdy spine.
A spirited type who won't conform!
The renegade won't follow the norm.
A venturous man who's most audacious.
This Casanova's a bit flirtatious!
What strikes me is that he can be so… Read full post »
"RESTLESS BOY"
Stirring, stirring restless boy.
Unjointed as a tinker toy.
Scattered all around the room.
Disheveled one, can not groom.
Monosyllabic is his speech.
Drain you dry just like a leech.
Floating, aimlessly adrift.
Careful now, his emotions shift.
He'll pounce on you, and then attack!!
You best beware and watch y… Read full post »
"I'd Like To Get To Know You"
I just thought we could talk awhile.
Perhaps, it could get us to smile.
Maybe it feels strange coming out of the blue.
But you see, I'd like to get to know you.
I admit that I have this plan in mind.
It's a friend that I'm hoping to find.
There are no strings attached to this.
Hopefully… Read full post »
"NEVER TOO OLD FOR A DREAM"
Old man stop and believe; your never too old for a dream!
Place a feather in your cap and your eyes will gleam.
The years have made you hard, the cynic that you are.
Go on, aim for that shooting star!
Here now, sprinkle a little of some fairy dust.
Without a youthful heart your body… Read full post »
"CINDERELLA'S BALL"
To my prince , Dick Geist with love
A life not fit for a child.
Her family psychotic and wild.
No social life for thee.
Imprisoned, trying to break free.
So much of this work to get done.
Girl of ashes always to be shun.
There's beauty deep inside.
But for so long she's had to… Read full post »
"I DIE A LITTLE"
Dedicated to the most loving doctor whose seen too many young lives taken by cancer............Dr. Gerry Koocher (Children's Hospital, Boston)
A life not yet lived and cheated from the grave.
I die… Read full post »
"A HUG"
Was it too tight, a little too snug?
Did it feel creepy and crawly like a bug?
Or too bushy and hairy as a rug?
Maybe it was too slimy like a slug.
Did it leave you feeling dopey as a drug?
Or did it pull on you abruptly like a tug?
GOSH! All I really wanted… Read full post »
"MASK OF MADNESS"
Oh the girl has such style and swagger.
But beneath her cloak hides the dagger.
Don't let it fool you, her smile and gaze.
She's agitated and filled with craze.
On the surface there appears composure.
But just you wait for the real disclosure!
You'll soon find out about heartache and sorrow.
Promised yester… Read full post »
"WHO WOULD COME?"
Who would come? Who would come?
Swallow your sorrow and become numb.
Who would come? Who would come?
The funeral of a subservient, low life crumb!
Who would come? Who would come?
A life not well lived, a big zero thy sum.
Who would come? Who would come?
Uneducated and neglected, one so dumb!
Who would come?… Read full post »
"DAY BY DAY"
Day by day I've watched you change.
Everything's different and oddly strange.
Day by day only hurtful words spoken.
The gnawing fear that somethings been broken.
Day by day it's slipping and slowly pulling away.
Silence is deafening when there's nothing left to say.
Day by day I sit and watch love fade.
No… Read full post »
"DEAD WEIGHT"
Too much upon thy plate.
Carrying cumbersome weight.
Once hath gay, playful and light.
Tis become a woeful plight.
Broken pieces shards and flinders.
Ah, sadly one hath hinders.
What the past years have surely done.
The burden of it weighing a ton!
I go on and risk the fall.
Carrying the weight of it all.
"SERENDIPITY"
A broken down woman hoping for recovery.
An unexpected twist, a pleasant discovery.
Quite by accident; these things one can't plan.
Nascent, emerging through an erudite man.
Feel it; spreading roots, something taking hold.
Rare, as it seems; worth the weight in gold.
After all of this time who could have g… Read full post »
"STATUS QUO"
Here we go!
For all we know.
From head to toe.
The highs, the low.
What does it show?
We didn't grow.
With baggage to tow.
It's going slow.
The status quo.
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