Poems In The Belfry

Sunday, June 7, 2026

I Adore Her

by Wayne Wysocki

Leaves her sweater on the floor
And the dishes she’ll ignore
She’s adverse to any chore
But I adore her.

Folding laundry, she’ll deplore
Says that that’s what maids are for
Never thinks to lock the door
But I adore her.

       No one’s perfect, heaven knows
       But she’s the one that my heart chose
       Guess that's just the way it goes
       To me she’s sweeter than a rose

Sure she’s messy, but what’s more
She’s the one I’ve waited for
She’s an angel at her core
So I adore her.

Monday, May 11, 2026

Objects In Mirror

by Wayne Wysocki

Objects in mirror
are closer than they appear,

Nothing is nearer
than what you will find right here,

So open your eyes, and see me,
forget what you've planned,

You can stop looking--
what you're seeking is so near--

Just reach, and I'll take your hand.

Thursday, February 19, 2026

MY ROOM OF PINK

by Wayne Wysocki

We go to bed
In my room of pink,
And I really think
He likes the pink--
My room of pink.

We go to sleep
In my room of pink,
In my bed we sink.
He likes the pink--
My room of pink.

And we make love
In my room of pink,
With a nod and wink.
He likes the pink--
My room of pink.

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Saturday, February 14, 2026

A Valentine For Nancy

by Wayne Wysocki

If you were my Valentine,
My world would be so sweet,

And if I kissed your lips divine,
My heart would skip a beat,

So tell me, dearest darling, do
That I'm the only one for you,

For if your heart were truly mine,
My world would be complete.

Sunday, May 18, 2025

Dancing In My Dreams

by Wayne Wysocki

Dancing in my dreams
I'm only dancing in my dreams,
For you no longer hold me
When I need your strong embrace

I will get along
My hopeful heart is very strong,
And you will not define me,
Though no one can take your place

There are other joys to know,

And I'll embrace them so,

Every moment, every year,

And when my days are through,

I'll still remember you,

And maybe even shed a little tear

Yes, I will be okay
No, you can't hold me, we can't sway,
But I still have my dreams
I'm still dancing in my dreams.

This poem was written for a courageous lady who, through illness, lost both legs, yet refused to give up on living the best life she could. Read it again, this time from the perspective of that optimistic and determined soul.

Sunday, July 19, 2020

Kale

by Wayne Wysocki

I'm eating kale to slim my waist
Lord knows it's not because of taste
It took some while to appreciate
The leafy green I love to hate

The fibrous queen of super foods
Can satisfy nutrition prudes,
And comes in leafy shapes galore:
Curly, Tuscan, dinosaur

For variation I can gnaw
This crucifer sautéed or raw,
Just as is, or baked as chips,
A smoothie blend to please my lips

But having said all that, I'll add
Too much of anything is bad,
And I've been craving, as of late,
A change of greens to grace my plate

I now peruse the produce aisle
To find the foods that make me smile
It's time to choose my next big thing
Like watercress or collards green

I'll greet my new nutrition trend
And say goodbye to you, old friend
Kale, we've had a lovely run,
But now my time with you is done.

Copyright © 2020 Wayne Wysocki
Clipart by Depositphotos

Friday, June 12, 2020

Viral (haiku)

by Wayne Wysocki

covid virus spreads
followed by online postings
both going viral

Copyright © 2020 Wayne Wysocki