From the Heart
So many times we are not sure of a title, for the odd-flavoured words we have collected into poems or stories.This title is a reminder of how deep we must reach to get into the soul of a poem. I always try to write outside the box.
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Confession
The colours of an Autumn day are so soothing - yellow and pale orange disappearing along with reds and the comfort I felt is something that will...
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Delight
O Soul of mine today is precious and may come with a new delight- the ways of Jesus teaches we should live with words of Patience & Love .
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Hail
Hail to the fleet harbour’s here at last and the lobster traps are coming home – a successful jaunt upon oceans’ swells. From a settlement of...
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Life
Brother of mine do not stray too far anymore in thoughts and memory- your life is still precious in the eyes of our Lord Jesus and I love you.
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No Rules Today
We are alive in the moment of our desires the touch of your scent like a flower inside my favourite woodsy trail- a path for me to your lips my dear...
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Seasons
Seasons of memories led the jackrabbit to hop around familiar territory filled with spruce birch and trembling aspen. Through the soft snow of winter...
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Shuffling
Life is growing older rhythms muscles diminished skin loosely divided and grey in the uppermost- yet his shuffling in the far corners of a nursing...
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Super Boy
A feather popped from his head-band that kept long hair from grieving his eyes- this fine young man. He was more than just a boy- He was like...
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Time
From a prison cell of lost opportunities the young man asked aloud to his deceased dad - if only we had taken the time to know each other better.
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The Splendid Sky
The Splendid Sky is a pattern of diamond glitters as a garland of kisses- Venus peeking from above the couple just youngsters they are in beginning...
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Ramblin' Time
I left my shoes on the far side of the pasture & bare-footed back to our old house past clumps of cow-pies and mosquito ambushes- past thorny...
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wind
wind is a soft breath of movement across my face tickles moves the open newspaper a few inches from my back my park bench is cold shivers of snow...
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Baby Loon Bye-Bye
The shadowy shape of a large pike pursued swiftly a family of loons and heaved boldly into the weight of them- shrieking sounds from father were...
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Get Dirty in the Mud
Get Dirty in the Mud little one. You’re five and it’s your right to enjoy the back yard- use the sand pit for a mess of fun – it brings memories...
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Do You Know
Do You Know who I am O Wind of Time? You who knows the ways of man & how easily they can falter without a proper voice of command. It is ‘I Am’...
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November's Pleasure
Falling leaves part company from a cavalcade of Trembling Aspen and like children they morph into a new growth cycle- leaves shape into perfection...
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Dear Dads-
if you only knew how much your drinking shrinks your family’s souls many days of pain and misery are felt and yet they forgive you. Years ago a grown...
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Pandemonium is a Natural Affair
Once the sun kisses the edge of the horizon new adventures begin- a wind stirs the pot with a mix of turmoil as it draws from a nest of furor shoving...
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Faith Plus Prayer Equals Understanding
The media saturates us with sadness through images and detailed stories of defects in human society. We are bombarded continually with this flood of...
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Wind and Time's Delight
The woods outside the backroom shiver their way across lawn's edge leaves lapping at the space not hindering movement over years of growth. The old...
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Stuffed in a Box
It was quite simple to hide from the early morning sun. All Paul had to do was pull down the shade gaining an opportunity for more sleep. But his...
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This Homeless Man
This Homeless Man came to me asking for a cup of coffee & a donut feeling blue - an afternoon encounter now bringing him close to me and I...
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Turmoil Among the Pack
There must be a song to take the sadness from your face- so reach out for someone to come and take it away. Perhaps your friends no longer place a...
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A Farmer's Man
George was old enough as he was of age- time to decide son daddy said to be a college man or a farmer’s man. Being the oldest of eleven made it easy...
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Father to Son
Standing by a spruce in the shadow at meadow’s edge during evening’s descent: “Squeeze my hand son and grip the beauty of a setting sun with your...
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Heels on the Trail
No longer can he see any imprints of small feet that sought frogs in mud-hole spaces the man remembers as his own steps retrace those of a blond blue...
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No Finer Moment
Mama – your wisdom was such a fine and delicate instrument in my younger days and I crave your touch of love this very moment.
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Sons & Others
How has it come to pass when two sons have forgotten me? Does love ever survive whenever time comes after being shared in the growing – from early...
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