Biography of Joseph Anderson
I am a semi-literate farm boy from the hills of KY.
Have been writing poetry since World War 2.and prefer
the rhyming verse form.I do a lot of thinking. Please join me and rate my thinking. Perhaps I protest to
Joseph Anderson Poems
A Candid View On Aging
I sat before my desk last eve To assess my current plight; The things I see, you might agree, Indicate a major blight.
Seasons Of Life
How like the seasons is our life, We face the sunshine, storms and strife; As seasons come, so they must go, We are enjoined within that flow.
A Humble Man
Can you find a humble man, Glad to be on God's green earth? One who holds no greedy plan, Knowing wealth has no true worth.
Poetry For The Common Man
O muse of mine please work with me, Teach me to write simplisticly And I shall seek no grander plan; Just poetry for the common man.
A Dogs Life
In an attempt to lighten up my poem site I offer this doggeral style ditty about my neighbor's dog- I used to range those farming fields,
A Mother's Words
I remember, still remember Though she's lately gone ahead; They still linger, always linger Precious words my momma said.
Daughter's Gone, Daughter's Gone
Daughter's gone, daughter's gone, Still my memories linger on; All those moments through the years Fraught with anguish, doubts and fears.
A One Eyed Man
This man with only one good eye, Had labored long to find The path to God, in a troubled world That seemed completely blind.
A Most Uncommon Man
I know a most uncommon man Who now must stand alone. The way he chose to walk life's span, Our group would not condone.
A Haven From Life's Storm
This old house out in the country Surely, isn't much to see, With it's sagging walls and chimneys, Yet, it's still a home for me.
Life's Weary Road-Sonnet
Life's weary road I've wandered ever long through victories, triumphs and much defeat. Those who travelled with me now are gone. Another time with them would be a treat.
A Chauvinistic Male?
Long years ago we said our vows, Which ended with a kiss; In thinking on those years, I see Some trials, some tears and bliss.
Dark Side Of Tomorrow
From our moment of creation Till our last day on this earth, Comes the search for things eternal; Moving forward from our birth.
A Little Christmas Spirit
'Tis the day before Christmas And I'm stuck in the mall, The traffic is moving At barely a crawl.
Life Has Blessed Me
As I gambled with this life
Fame and fortune never kissed me;
Fears, frustations, doubts and strife
Seldom missed me.
Say I'm weary, sometimes sad,
Say at times this world depressed me;
Through these failings, let me add-
Life has blessed me.