Twilight and Day, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Twilight and DayPortraits of Lorna and Dorothy Bell, Sir James Jebusa Shannon (c. 1904)

Twilight and Day, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Tender message of light does Twilight bring
Providing help lifting the sleeping fog
Gently coaxing the morning birds to sing
Rousting me up for I sleep as a log

Twilight you are a joy but must make way
Sun now of full view in the eastern sky
A bright sign welcoming your sister Day
Those colors of beauty she’ll amplify

Day is your brightness that helps flowers grow
Providing light for me to get things done
In the winter to melt ice and snow
Day you now end just as you had begun

The sun falls in the west yielding to Night
A silent time to put thoughts in order
For hours I shall rest waiting for Twilight
Until she touches my eyes shall not stir

 

Tea Leaves, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Tea LeavesTea Leaves, Edward McGregor Paxton (1909)

Tea Leaves

The cup a symbol of her life, empty
She seeks someone deeper than just a friend
Always ever eager to down her tea
To find whatever new news leaves may send

Soon to be without a new tea to seek
Been told Earl Grey provides desired news
Swirled her cup the proper times, afraid to peek
Thinks be better to visit the church pews

Each Sunday she prayed as hard as she could
Not bashful to ask to become a wife
Wondered if her message misunderstood
Was she to be single all of her life

Sunday last felt a tap on her shoulder
Gentleman asked “could you slide over please”
After prayer she could not be bolder
No longer will she be reading tea leaves

 

Feelings, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Rippi-Ronai Jozsef-Pensive Woman with Flowers in Vase (c. 1896Jozsef Rippi-Ronai, Pensive Woman with Vase of Flowers (1896)

Feelings, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Take my dare and climb inside, read my mind.
Be forewarned there will be no lexicon,
No claim will be made that you are purblind,
Yet there is no ready catholicon.

Feelings cannot be tucked away from view,
No image be drawn of happy or sad,
Words or images are not in a queue,
Therefore no need for a pencil and pad.

Close your eyes tightly and attempt to see,
A feeling inside that currently be.
Is dark as darkest night you will agree,
Until you conjure up a memory.

And what feeling when the image be me?
My fondest hope is I make you happy!