Poems to Share

A Taste of Chocolate

Can I take a taste, just one small bite,
Or will I eat all the chocolate in sight.
It makes no difference if its’ dark or white,
All I want is one little chocolate bite.
I can walk away from that sweet smell,
I’m not really under a chocolate spell.
No chocolate cake or ice cream for me,
I can pass on it all, you well see.
Well, perhaps, just maybe a wee sample will do,
Just to make it all right, I’ll give you a bite, too.
No, wait, I am stronger than all that.
Please take away all that chocolate.
Hi, my name is Bill, and I am a chocoholic.
Make that malt chocolate and very thick.

Who is a Poet?

So what makes you think that you can make words rhyme?
Do word endings really have to sound alike all the time?
Should there be a message with meaning to share?
Sharing deep feelings can leave your soul bare.
Who would find your verses have some appeal?
Can I tell a story and make it sound real?
My ego says I can do it all and much more.
Or you can decide this poet is a real bore.

Bill McNulty

A Tribute to Granddaughters

Surrounded by granddaughters all with a comment to make,
It’s disgraceful how much abuse this grandfather must take.
Each one beautiful and totally gorgeous
Til they say something totally outrageous.
Their eyes shine with a mischievous spark.
When they about to share a sarcastic remark.
No one can deny their beauty and charm.
Could that set off a grandfather’s alarm?
Their love and affection is always on display.
No matter what they say, they make Grandpa’s day.

This will be my first blog post.  So help me out if I mess something up.

I enjoy creating, reading and sharing my poems.  I have self published some books of poems for donations.   Here is one that I included in “Still a Poet at Heart”.

Sounds of Life

Different sounds often get your attention.
Some noises are  not worth a mention
It will always be a caring mother’s choice
To listen for the soft tones of her child’s voice.
The angry shouts that make you turn your head.
The loud snores that rouse you from your bed.
The whispers of children for a secret they share.
The howling of a storm that is in the air.
A prayer that is chanted with heart felt feeling.
Helps your soul reach a new spiritual ceiling.
Raindrops splattering.
Lightning thundering.
Guitar strumming just the right chord.
Done right and you will never be bored.
Fans cheering for their favorite team.
Water rushing down nature’s stream.
These are the sounds of life that are always on display.
Listen carefully and you may hear them on any given day.

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This book was published in our son Stephen’s memory and for a donation to our temple, I will send you a book.  Interested?  Send me a note.