Poems by Baldric the Poet

Poetry born from the meeting of faith and doubt, work and rest, earth and spirit. These poems search for the sacred in ordinary moments and listen for meaning in the quiet places of life.

Becomes Sacred.

Where the Ordinary

Baldric’s poetry finds its voice in the spaces between the extraordinary and the everyday. In fields and farmyards, in silence and solitude, in moments of struggle and unexpected grace, each poem becomes an act of attention.

These poems are not answers. They are observations, questions, prayers, and small witnesses to a life being lived.

a chill, a mutter, fret then gust, angry, broody, pressing, swelling, humidity Bright flash. Streaks of white lightning. Cymbals. Await a […]

Written in Baldric the Poet’s signature reflective style. It blends secular emotion with contemplative, almost devotional phrasing. The poem presents love not merely as a pleasant feeling but as an inescapable force of nature.

Tire Town USA An old flour millwith opportunistic metalworks(a rotting shack, really)where the ownersaves a nickel on soapfor his one,filthy […]

Tire Town USA” captures a sharp moment of class divide when a young tire-shop worker’s brief romantic hope shatters after a woman rejects his offered water bottle over a dirty thumbprint. Humiliated before his heckling peers, he faces the heavy, melancholic reality of his blue-collar world where he is destined to admire beauty from afar, but never touch it.

Sitting, silent, over there,dressed in black,you’re indeed a stunning sight,long lovely legs, a perfect pair,swinging, slack,reading there in dim light. […]

The Night I Nearly Died But Then Danced Away” captures a dramatic, romantic moment where the speaker is captivated by a stunning woman in black before joining her on the dance across the surgery room’s floor. As the two dance through the night and share a kiss, the exhilarating romance suddenly turns alarming as the speaker gasps, sways, and feels his heart halt, blending the thrill of passion with a sudden, sharp brush with mortality.

A ghost — I swear, his trace is a phantom breath,his footprints vanish, swallowed, claimed by death,or worse, by something […]

A Mystery in the Snow” (or “Oh Mom!”) is a atmospheric, Poe-inspired gothic poem that captures a woman watching from her window as a man’s footprints vanish into a blinding blizzard. Overwhelmed by despair and caught between climbing upward or yielding to ruin, she ultimately pulls out her phone to whisper a secret plea to her mother as time runs out. Written in a rhythmic, suspenseful style, the poem leaves the central tragedy deliberately ambiguous— inviting the reader to unravel what drove him out into the cold and what hidden secret she is striving to keep.

No More Deaths!That’s the NGO’s goal,but mine was hiking just one more mile,trekking east into the blistering Sonoyta Valley,an unbelievable […]

Originally titled “No More Deaths,” this haunting poem—now retitled “Tears That Never Dented The Sand”—follows humanitarian volunteers trekking through the punishing heat of Arizona’s Sonoyta Valley to leave water for migrants. The journey turns devastating when the speaker discovers the deceased infant of a mother who succumbed to dehydration. Filled with moral urgency, deep grief, and quiet reverence, the piece captures the harrowing human toll of desert border crossings as the heart-heavy volunteers carry the child back toward civilization.

Beneath this canopyof elderly trees,some as old as a century,a solitary hermitage.A simple life of no worldly strifesave lack of […]

Describes a solitary hermitage sheltered beneath a canopy of century-old trees, free from modern media like TV and social platforms. The weight of intellectual debate and despair melts away in the final lines at the lighthearted sight of baby goats dancing.

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