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My Poem of the Day


There Are Possums Among Us©

There are possums among us but they don’t mean to stun us

They’re just hungry like me and you

But they’re big and they’re scary

They’re menacing too

They’ll stare you down

They’ll break you down

They’ll make you frown

You know there’s no winning when they start their grinning

They’re laughing at you because you don’t know what to do

But they sure do

And they surely won’t let you forget it

So set those traps

In order to catch them

So that they can be taught a lesson

They’ll be taken home

Where they will be free to roam

And hopefully leave us alone

Boy I’ll sure be glad when they’re no more possums among us

Copyright 2014

There Are Possums Among Us©

By Felina Silver Robinson

This poem was inspired when my 21-year-old told me he had gone to take out some trash

and there was a possum staring up at him almost daring him while begging him not to put his trash on top of him

Startled by this he opted not to continue and let me know that he left the trash in front of the barrels

My Poem of the Day


Turkeys at bhs-2

Picture by Felina Silver Robinson “Turkey’s on the Prowl©”

When Turkey’s Attack (in Brookline)©

Here they come walking down your street

They’re not too happy so it’s not a good time to meet

Don’t get in their space or they may peck you in your face

They’re on a mission

To end their malnutrition

They must quickly find something ultra delicious

They’re going door-to-door to see what they’ve missed

They’re eyeing your gardens

They’re eyeing your trash cans

But if they don’t find anything worth eating

Listen for your doorbell

Because they might come a ringing

Just remember

Manners are missing from these Turkey’s

So don’t be expecting anything good from their visit

Be ready to call your local animal control

Because once you open your door

The only way they’re going is once they’ve been tranquilized

Be ready to hose down your house

Because boy do they leave a horrendous smell

This is what you’ll get when those darn turkey’s attack

This is what we get for taking all their land

And adding more buildings instead

They’re missing all their reservations

Where they were able to walk about

Without hesitation

And food was plentiful

And with no need

for menacing local neighborhoods

There’s still time to fix this

Before these Turkey’s do some fixing of their own

Copyright 2014

When Turkey’s Attack (in Brookline)©

By Felina Silver Robinson

My Poem of the Day


The Waiting Room©

Sitting quietly among strangers
In a room brightly lit
Plain and simple and totally sterile
There’s no cheer or personal touches
Fearful faces fill the room
Worried about their impending doom
What more do they have to lose
All of them yearning for some love and affection
I wouldn’t want to be in their shoes
If only I could fix my own ailing conditions maybe just maybe
I wouldn’t be so afraid to be sitting among all the fearful strangers
With the long sad faces
Here in this plain and simple and totally sterile waiting room

Copyright 2014

The Waiting Room©

By Felina Silver Robinson

My ThrowBack Thursday Poem of the Day


Tanisha Alicia and Seth 1995

That Was Then, This Is Now©

20 Years ago

How time flies

You’re bigger and smarter now

Doing your own thing

You carry yourselves well

You’ve accomplished great things

And you make me proud

Looking back at your smiling faces

So much worry and wonder

As the years passed

All my prayers were answered

A mother will always worry

I worried then and I still worry now

That will never change

One thing is certain

20 years have come and gone

My love for you then is even stronger now

There is no one and nothing that could ever come between us

My three amigos

I’m sure I’ll tell your story at least once again

Thank you for all that’s been and for all that’s yet to come

Copyright 2014

That Was Then, This Is Now©

By Felina Silver Robinson

My Poem of the Day



Strange Faces©

In a room full of strange faces

I know none of what they are thinking or where they have been
I know nothing of their dreams or the pain they might be in
Expressions upon their face as they sit waiting
Are the faces of those so lonesome and sad
Some so tired their feelings remain unknown
Because their faces blankly fall
There is both doubt and fear in us all
Whenever uncertainty lies near
We just wish we could disappear
Our faces give clues about
What might ale us
But we are full of guesses
When we try to see their faces
And get to know more about them
Only to find that they just want to ignore us
Because they just don’t trust us
And they’re just going to duck us
Because they don’t want to trust us
So we have no choice but to walk away
From those strange faces

Copyright 2014

Strange Faces©

By Felina Silver Robinson

My Poem of the Day


Without You©

When I’m home alone at night without you

There is no sleep for me once the night falls

The stars seem to missing from the sky


The moon appears to be missing

The darkness closes in


I fear the emptiness that’s upon me

The kids are fast asleep

Only the echoes in our old house to keep me company

A storm hits

The blustering winds

Sends howling throughout the house

I feel madness knocking at the door

Lightning lights up the room

Your pictures stairs at me from across the room

I suddenly miss you more than before

The phone rings

I reach out to grab the phone

Instead there you are

And I’m back in your arms once again

No longer here without you

Copyright 2014

Without You©

By Felina Silver Robinson

My Poem of the Day


My Time is Not for Wasting©

People close to me know who I am

They both see and know my pain

They will never hear a complaint

Because I don’t believe in complaining

I believe

If something aches, tend to it

If something is broken, fix it

If someone no longer cares about you, let them go

I focus on all those I love and all the things I love

I make time and I take time for all that matters

Leaving all else behind

So if you hope to have some time with me

Make sure you are worth it

I don’t want either of us to be disappointed

If I had a dime for each time someone

Told me “it will be worth your time”

I’m certain I would be a millionaire thrice over

Copyright 2014

My Time is Not for Wasting©

By Felina Silver Robinson