Category: Poems

Ray Romine Poems

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Rough Sea

“On and on–and to what purpose?
To what purpose, after all?”
Cries the life that lacks the Pilot
Who would guide it through the squall.

“Hopeless, yes, completely hopeless–“
None so hopeless or unjust
As who will refuse the Savior,
Worthy Compass he can trust.

He who steers by Try-and-Blunder
Knows a long and stormy race;
While he who looks to Faith has something
Wind and wave shall not erase.

by Ray Romine Thursday, August 2, 1945

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Romance Recipe

To a meaning glance
Add one small smile,
A touch of hands,
A pinch of guile,
One tender kiss–
And bake or fry it,
Believe me, sis,
I’m tempted by it!

by Ray Romine Monday, August 20, 1951

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River

Its almost infantile nit-wit
Soliloquy runs on, unending,
Transparent in the shallows, it
Turns something subtle at the bending.

by Ray Romine Friday, May 1, 1953

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Riot Zone

I tried to concoct an epistle:
Junior picked that time to whistle.
He gave my shushings little heed
As I endeavored next to read.
Then I listened to the news:
He expounded sundry views;
And when I lay me dovm to nap,
I got a baseball in my lap.
Here now, it’s homework he’s berating;
But tiptoe past. (He’s concentrating.)

by Ray Romine Tuesday, February 26, 1952