Poet’s Corner

The Poet’s Corner

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January 11, 2011
The Poet’s Corner

Perfect and Imperfect   There are moments when all is right with the world. I sometimes wish they lasted longer, years, months, weeks, days, even perfect seconds would be welcomed. But the moments rush by quickly, I suppose there is comfort in knowing that both perfect and imperfect rush together.
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The Poet’s Corner

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January 1, 2011
The Poet’s Corner

“They were women then My mom’s generation Husky of voice- stout of Step With fists as well as Hands How they battered down Doors And ironed Starched white Shirts How they led Armies Head ragged generals Across mined Fields Booby – trapped Ditches To discover books Desks A place for us How they knew...
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The Poet’s Corner

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December 4, 2010
The Poet’s Corner

  a hand to hold at Christmas Everybody needs a hand to hold at Christmas all of us could use a friendly smile a pretty holly wreath with presents underneath but most of all a hand to hold at Christmas. Everybody needs a hand to hold at Christmas all of us could use a...
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The Poet’s Corner

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November 12, 2010
The Poet’s Corner

The Landing of the Pilgrim Fathers in New England By Felicia Dorothea Hemans (1793-1835) The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed; And the heavy night hung dark, The hills and waters o’er, When a band of exiles moored their...
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The Poet’s Corner

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November 2, 2010
The Poet’s Corner

In Flanders Fields By Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918) Canadian Army In Flanders Fields the poppies blow Between the crosses row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below.   We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived,...
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The Poet’s Corner

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October 18, 2010
The Poet’s Corner

El Braz Your spirit seems familiar, I feel the imprint of your soul upon my own. Yet, you are far away. Who are you? Have we met? Do I know you? Or are you just a passing acquaintance, that I happened upon one night? That imprint – was it just the passing press, or...
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The Poet’s Corner

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September 21, 2010
The Poet’s Corner

There Is Only You Time stands still The hands on the clock have stopped moving There is complete silence The phone does not ring There is no knock on the door The heavens are fixed The wind does not blow The rain will not come There is no way to distinguish night from day...
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The Poet’s Corner

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August 19, 2010
The Poet’s Corner

What Happens After Hello? I’ve been wondering, what will happen if I dial your number? The phone will ring, and ring, and ring. I am certain of that part. You never quickly pick-up, for anyone, but there was a moment in time when I seemed to matter a little more than others, and you...
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The Poet’s Corner

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August 4, 2010
The Poet’s Corner

Toy Maker   Here I sit waiting for my toy maker to take me from his shelf. He will wind me up and set me into motion. I will be posed and pulled. I will tilt my head and smile. Or turn around and cry. Just as my toy maker commands. I could have...
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The Poet’s Corner

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July 23, 2010
The Poet’s Corner

Finally Just dip your little head in Go on You will be so happy No, Do not leave Please, wait It is so hot Go back That is right Yes, you have it Go on It will be okay I promise Finally The baby ducks have found the water
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