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Tag Archives: poetry
#609 – faithful
twenty-eight degrees
warm church welcomes the faithful
St.Patrick’s Day mass
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#517- Guest Post – My son
(Bear with me – it’s my blog and I’m having a Mommy moment)
Recently my son (who just turned eight) began a poetry unit at school and he proudly told his class that his Mommy is a poet she used to be a teacher, but now she’s a poet – so he wrote his poems for me (sigh ~ bestill my heart)
Here they are (I’m so proud of him!!!)
Green
(Mommy’s favorite color)
Green is the feeling of a spring day
Green is the taste of a ripe star fruit
Green is the scent of a burnt candle
Green is the sound of leaves falling
Green looks like nature
Green is the air to breath
Spring
worms making soil
bees sucking nectar from plants
days feel like long years
Time Travel
going back in time
years, months, days, minutes, seconds
long ago , the past
Monopoly
buying properties
building houses and hotels
winning and losing
#434 – Books
There is no frigate like a book
To take us lands away,
Nor any coursers like a page
Of prancing poetry.
This traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of toll;
How frugal is the chariot
That bears a human soul!
~Emily Dickinson
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#264 – unearthed
unearthed worm writhing
dug up from potato patch
in late summer sun
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