Kyle Schlicher Poems

those who write poetry
do so,

even though there are
...

as i think of you
and the time
we no longer
keep
...

i watch the ants move
in single disciplined file
each with a reason
...

What was once a rainbow
is now no more.

The light
...

i paint your face
with velvet brushes
to soften the image
i try to recall
...

tree flowers blossom
early in spring, a promise
is made in april.
...

i have suffered
for my vanity.
i have
cried
...

Dripping, it falls drop
by drop, downward, slow, until
nature's tears are dried.
...

Take my hand
Close your eyes and breathe easy
As we walk through the minefields
Rising all around us
...

makes not a sound upon
leaves of the trees
...