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Years From Now ~ Silverstein
Years From Now Although I cannot see your face As you flip through these poems awhile, Somewhere from some far-off place I hear you laughing – and I smile. ~ Shel Silverstein
Blue Hills Over the North Wall ~ Li Po
Blue Hills Over the North Wall Blue hills over the north wall; White water swirling to the east of the city: This is where you must leave me — A longe puff of thistledown on a thousand mile journey. Ah … Continue reading
There is a Stream ~ Bruchac
There is a Stream There is a stream which rises halfway down the mountain My father showed it to me place he found in a dream, the withered spirit of an old Indian leading him like a wisp of fog … Continue reading
Late Hours ~ PIYP ~ Mueller
Poem in your pocket day started in 2002 and went National in 2008. A special way to celebrate National Poetry Month. Today, I am carrying, Late Hours by Lisel Mueller. I’d love to hear what you are carrying and sharing today. Late Hours On summer nights the … Continue reading
Imaginary Conversation ~ Pastan
Imaginary Conversation You tell me to live each day as if it were my last. This is in the kitchen where before coffee I complain of the day ahead – that obstacle race of minutes and hours, grocery stores and … Continue reading
Regenerate ~ Qeuor
Regenerate Don’t be afraid of the process The nights you kept yourself awake Tossing and turning and shedding Fifteen gallons of saltwater Was only a way of exfoliating Executing old skin cells In preparation for a birth After a few … Continue reading
Belated Tax Day Limericks!
Thank you all for your patience with my tax day blunder! Life has been turned upside down a bit lately, but better late than never! Congratulations once again to our winners: Danielle, Dan, Barb, Dave, Joann, Lorie, Stacey and Janet … Continue reading
April ~ Teasdale
April The roofs are shining from the rain, The sparrows twitter as they fly, And with a windy April grace The little clouds go by. Yet the back-yards are bare and brown With only one unchanging tree– I could not be … Continue reading
A Broken View ~ Francis
A Broken View Newcomers on the hill have cut the trees That broke their view. Now they have all the west From north in an unbroken sweep to south. Outdoors or out of windows looking westward Anywhere there is the west, the … Continue reading