Here are some poems I like and I hope you like them, too. Here’s the batch from earlier this month, including one from me.

Love, if it is love, never goes away.
It is embedded in us,
like seams of gold in the Earth,
waiting for light,
waiting to be struck.
- Alice Walker

My thoughts were 
destroying me. I tried 
not to think, but the 
silence was a killer too.
- David Jones

Two-Headed Calf
Tomorrow when the farm boys find this
freak of nature, they will wrap his body
in newspaper and carry him to the museum.

But tonight he is alive and in the north
field with his mother. It is a perfect
summer evening: the moon rising over
the orchard, the wind in the grass. And
as he stares into the sky, there are
twice as many stars as usual.
- Laura Gilpin

When you go,
if you go,
And I should want to die,
there's nothing I'd be saved by
more than the time
you fell asleep in my arms
in a trust so gentle
I let the darkening room
drink up the evening, till
rest, or the new rain
lightly roused you awake.
I asked if you heard the rain in your dream
and half dreaming still you only said, I love you.
- Edwin Morgan

If There's A Way Out I'll Take It
I want to talk
about what happened
without mentioning
how much it hurt.

There has to be a way.

To care for the wounds
without reopening them.
To name the pain
without inviting it back into me.
- Lora Mathis

Drama in Two Acts
I dim
I dim
I do not doubt
If someone blew–
I would go out.

I did not.
I must be brighter than I thought.
- Carol Lynn Pearson

Bubble
It’s a very great pleasure
to walk with you in November,
our bodies sleepy in the clarity
falling across the city
and to feel a kiss arrive
from a height of five feet two
and new shadows on my shirt
rising and falling as I live
and breathe with you.
- Ron Padgett

Still Start
As if engine
parts could be
wrenched out
at random and
the car would 
still start and
sound even,
hearts can go
with chambers
broken open.
- Kay Ryan

The Life That I Have
The life that I have
Is all that I have
And the life that I have
Is yours

The love that I have
Of the life that I have
Is yours and yours and yours.

A sleep I shall have
A rest I shall have
Yet death will be but a pause
For the peace of my years
In the long green grass
Will be yours and yours and yours.
- Leo Marks

Heartworm (a noun) 
a relationship or friendship that 
you can't get out of your head, 
which you thought had faded 
long ago but is still somehow 
alive and unfinished, like an 
abandoned campsite whose 
smoldering embers still have the 
power to start a forest fire. 
- John Koenig's Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows

Small Song
The reeds give way to the wind
and give the wind away.
- A.R. Ammons

We'll survive,
you and I.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald

It ends or it doesn't.
That’s what you say. That’s
how you get through it.
The tunnel, the night,
the pain, the love.
It ends or it doesn't.
If the sun never comes up,
you find a way to live 
without it.
If they don’t come back,
you sleep in the middle of the bed,
learn how to make enough coffee
for yourself alone.

Adapt. Adjust. 
It ends or it doesn't.
It ends or it doesn't.
We do not perish.
- Caitlyn Siehl

I go down to the shore in the morning
and depending on the hour the waves
are rolling in or moving out,
and I say, oh, I am miserable,
what shall—
what should I do? And the sea says
in its lovely voice:
Excuse me, I have work to do.
- Mary Oliver

Wish
Please one more
kiss in the kitchen
before we turn the lights off
- W.S. Merwin

EIGHTEEN FLAVORS
Eighteen luscious, scrumptious flavors-
Chocolate, lime and cherry,
Coffee, pumpkin, fudge-banana, Caramel cream and boysenberry,
Rocky road and toasted almond,
Butterscotch, vanilla dip,
Butter-brickle, apple ripple,
Coconut and mocha chip,
Brandy peach and lemon custard,
Each scoop lovely, smooth, and round,
Tallest ice-cream cone in town,
Lying there (sniff) on the ground.
- Shel Silverstein from Where the Sidewalk Ends

First Fig
My candle burns at both ends;
    It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends—
    It gives a lovely light!
- Edna St. Vincent Millay

come on, sweetheart
let’s adore one another
before there is no more
of you and me.
- Rumi

SICK
“I cannot go to school today,"
Said little Peggy Ann McKay.
“I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash and purple bumps.
My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,
I’m going blind in my right eye.
My tonsils are as big as rocks,
I’ve counted sixteen chicken pox
And there’s one more--that’s seventeen,
And don’t you think my face looks green?
My leg is cut--my eyes are blue--
It might be instamatic flu.
I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,
I’m sure that my left leg is broke--
My hip hurts when I move my chin,
My belly button’s caving in,
My back is wrenched, my ankle’s sprained,
My ‘pendix pains each time it rains.
My nose is cold, my toes are numb.
I have a sliver in my thumb.
My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
I hardly whisper when I speak.
My tongue is filling up my mouth,
I think my hair is falling out.
My elbow’s bent, my spine ain’t straight,
My temperature is one-o-eight.
My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,
There is a hole inside my ear.
I have a hangnail, and my heart is--what?
What’s that? What’s that you say?
You say today is. . .Saturday?
G’bye, I’m going out to play!”
- Shel Silverstein

Halfway Down
Halfway down the stairs
Is a stair
Where I sit.
There isn't any
Other stair
Quite like
It.
I'm not at the bottom,
I'm not at the top;
So this is the stair
Where
I always
Stop.

Halfway up the stairs
Isn't up
And isn't down.
It isn't in the nursery,
It isn't in the town.
And all sorts of funny thoughts
Run round my head.
It isn't really
Anywhere!
It's somewhere else
Instead!
- A. A. Milne

Listen to Mustn'ts, child, listen to the Don'ts.
Listen to the Shouldn'ts, the Impossibles, the Won'ts.
Listen to the Never Haves, then listen close to me.
      Anything can happen, child, Anything can be.
- Shel Silverstein

A Man Said to the Universe
A man said to the universe:
"Sir, I exist!"
"However," replied the universe,
"The fact has not created in me
A sense of obligation."
- Stephen Crane

Sonnet 130
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground.
   And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
  As any she belied with false compare.
- William Shakespeare

IT'S HOT!
it's hot!
I can't get cool,
I've drunk a quart of lemonade. I think I'll take my shoes off
And sit around in the shade.
It's hot!
My back is sticky,
The sweat rolls down my chin. I think I'll take my clothes off
And sit around in my skin.
It's hot! I've tried with 'lectric fans,
And pools and ice cream cones. Ithink I'll take my skin off
And sit around in my bones.
It's still hot!
- Shel Silverstein

My ice cream is melting
this hot sunny day.
I’m licking it quick but
it’s dribbling away.

My ice cream is melting.
It’s starting to drip
all over my fingers,
my chin, and my lip.

My ice cream is melting.
I can’t make it stop.
It’s hitting the ground with
a splash and a plop.

My ice cream has melted
and turned into ooze.
It was on a cone but
it’s now on my shoes.
- Kenn Nesbitt

The Emperor of Ice-Cream
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Call the roller of big cigars,
The muscular one, and bid him whip
In kitchen cups concupiscent curds.
Let the wenches dawdle in such dress
As they are used to wear, and let the boys
Bring flowers in last month's newspapers.
Let be be finale of seem.
The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.

Take from the dresser of deal,
Lacking the three glass knobs, that sheet
On which she embroidered fantails once
And spread it so as to cover her face.
If her horny feet protrude, they come
To show how cold she is, and dumb.
Let the lamp affix its beam.
The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.
- Wallace Stevens

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
- Robert Frost

I’m Nobody! Who Are You?
I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us - don't tell!
They'd advertise - you know!

How dreary to be somebody!
How public like a frog
To tell one's name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!
- Emily Dickinson

The worm drives helically through the wood
And does not know the dust left in the bore
Once made the table integral and good;
And suddenly the crystal hits the floor.
Electrons find their paths in subtle ways,
A massless eddy in a trail of smoke;
The names of lovers, light of other days
Perhaps you will not miss them. That's the joke.
The universe winds down. That's how it's made.
But memory is everything to lose;
Although some of the colors have to fade,
Do not believe you'll get the chance to choose.
Regret, by definition, comes too late;
Say what you mean. Bear witness. Iterate.
- Sonnet: Against Entropy

Triolet on a Line Apocryphally Attributed to Martin Luther
Why should the Devil get all the good tunes,  
The booze and the neon and Saturday night,  
The swaying in darkness, the lovers like spoons?  
Why should the Devil get all the good tunes?  
Does he hum them to while away sad afternoons  
And the long, lonesome Sundays? Or sing them for spite?  
Why should the Devil get all the good tunes,  
The booze and the neon and Saturday night?
- A.E. Stallings

Humility alone designs
Those short but admirable lines
By which ungirt and unconstrained
Things greater are in less contained.
- Andrew Marvell

Late Fragment
And did you get what
you wanted from this life, even so?
I did.
And what did you want?
To call myself beloved, to feel myself
beloved on the earth.
- Raymond Carver