by Danielle Koehler | Aug 2, 2021 | Poems
“A wonderful young man by the name of Don Simmons was my right-hand person in my earliest business venture. He died all too soon, and his family requested something almost impossible for me to emotionally handle: give the eulogy. I composed this poem as a part of it …...
by Danielle Koehler | Aug 2, 2021 | Poems
When I thought about getting family and friends to help illustrate my simple poetry for a book we might someday publish, my sweet little niece, Sage, presented me a drawing she wanted to be included. It was a rainbow. I didn’t have a poem about Rainbows … so I wrote...
by Danielle Koehler | Aug 2, 2021 | Poems
Twas the night before Christmas and, headed for bed, I noticed a text from my daughter that read “Too excited to sleep,” was her message to me Beneath a nice photo of her Christmas tree The note took me back to three decades before When a little girl sat next to me on...
by Danielle Koehler | Aug 5, 2021 | Poems
What is it we’d have found On the road that wasn’t taken? That’s something that we’ll never get to know Life’s path goes forward, only, Leaving past crossroads forsaken Going back is just a place which dreamers go So, pick your pathways well And with wind or gas or...
by Danielle Koehler | Aug 2, 2021 | Poems
My kids think this is a sad poem. I don’t. Seniors who recognize they are in their last quarter but continue to look forward to the things they can still do are lucky people. This was the Preface for my first book, Full Count, and my good friend, musician Bill Foster...
by Danielle Koehler | Aug 2, 2021 | Poems
“My wife is named Jean, and she is the inspiration for many things in my life, including occasional verse.“ We agreed that this Christmas was special And gifts between us wouldn’t do So, I polished up something we’ve owned that Looks better than when it was new It’s...
