Poems by Ted Reynolds

The following index of poems includes all of those submitted by the author and subsequently published on the main site. The date the poem was submitted (not necessary published) is also included with each entry. If the author has published poems under more than one category, their poems are grouped by category.

Love Poems

• 1999-04-13
  Sonnet: I Do Not Love You, Lady
  There are times when words don't mean exactly what they say. Times, in fact, when they mean very much the opposite of what they say.
• 1999-03-03
  Wedding Promise
  The poem is short, the description shorter. But the promises will take a lifetime to fulfill.
• 1999-02-18
  Long
  When you miss someone, you want them to know…

Sad Poems - Poems about Death

• 1999-02-22
  Carol: Christmas, 1999
  The death of a close friend is a difficult thing to both endure and remember. Only a talented poet like this one could use memories and metaphor to so beautifully evoke his feelings of loss.

Sad Poems - Sad Love Poems

• 1999-02-03
  Another Shropshire Lad
  This delightfully original poem takes a look at a not altogether uncommon love story.

Poems on Life

• 1999-05-04
  No Title, It Just Happened
  Lives touch, then separate, but are never really forgotten. Is there someone out there looking for you?
• 1999-04-19
  Future Memories
  This poem artfully explores life's lessons, met by a child - learned for eternity.

Poetry Buffet

• 1999-04-21
  Nuclear Haiku
  The days of large-scale nuclear testing are past. But the fears are remembered.
• 1999-04-21
  Stone Garden Haiku
  This art form (poetry) reflects the beauty of another art form…

Poetry Buffet - Humor and Funny Poems

• 1999-02-25
  The Moderate
  A poet learns to look critically at many things - even the dichotomy of his own life. And a talented poet can even do it with a touch of humor…

Poetry Buffet - Poems on Nature and Beauty

• 1999-05-03
  Open Weave
  Is it nature's beauty or a magical spell? Or might it even be both?
• 1999-04-14
  Picnic-Cooler Colors
  Color impinge only our sense of vision. Right?

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