Poetry by PS

What are people willing to do when they are desperate? What price are they willing to pay? What lengths will they go to? This poem

I am fascinated with challenging themes. I think poetry can allow us a moment to acknowledge those darker, sadder feelings. Give them their space, so

Hug the ones you love. Give thanks if no one in your life suffers from mental health issues. Pray for those who suffer with depression

We spend so much time worrying about minor events we cannot change. “There’s no use crying over spilled milk” is a wonderful idiom to explain

Have you ever been in a relationship with someone who is controlling? Domineering? Smothering? Menacing? Abusive? This is not what love looks like. Get out

“Love on the rocks, ain’t no surprise.” Neil Diamond had it nailed in this classic song. When a love sours, it can feel so bad.

Oh, halcyon days! What does it take to find peace when we lose those we love? When does the calm settle upon us. How do

This poem is dedicated to the love of my life, my beautiful wife, Susan. Across so many years, through laughter and tears. Today and always…

Have we lost sight of the beauty in our differences? Why do we surround ourselves with people who look like us, pray like us, vote

Why do we hurt those we love? How do we reconcile our complex nature? Where do we find satisfaction? Are we so self-righteous and selfish

Passion. Love. Deception. Heartbreak. Such are the themes of the Norse & Celtic legends of the selkies, also referred to as silkies or selchies. Originating

WB Yeats is one of my favorite poets. This poem could have easily been titled “obsessed with Yeats”. His final work “Under Ben Bulben” is

Ah, l’amour! Love at first sight. That initial attraction that draws us to each other and muddles our minds with a rush of feelings. This

As so many of you know, I deeply value my collaboration with Simon Howard, who so masterfully narrates all of my poems. I often lovingly

I have to thank my friend, Sarah, who challenged me on Twitter to write something using the word “pulchritudinous’. This sexy, heady little poem is

I don’t write a lot of romantic poetry. But sometimes the Muses present me with words that are quite lovely and must be shared. Especially

Communication. The key to relationships. My grandmother always touted it, and no truer words have ever been spoken. What happens when we cease communicating? When

This sad, affecting poem reminds me of so many different things… but especially the enduring power of true love. Call me a romantic, but learning

My friend, Bobby, from our writing community on Twitter, was my Muse for this poem. We all need catharsis in our lives – that release

My Twitter friend, Martii, was my Muse for this poem. She lives in Norway and asked me to write a poem that reflects the boredom