Monthly Archives: December 2014

Holiest

Snowflakes swirl oh, so free And oh, so lightly land; Your hair, it wears a crown of thorns That dies away so grand. For God is not inside your head, Nor grim-mouthed red-tailed saint, And foolish prayer lies fully dead … Continue reading

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Treasure Chest

Bright, white, puffy clouds scattered about, each one the plump little commander of its own separate space; clear blue sky all the spaces high between, so seeming close, yet all untouched; crisp, cold breezes slipping down the brown, snow-sprinkled mountains … Continue reading

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Big Bag

“I have a purpose in life,” the young man said. “It’s bigger than me. And you, what are you doing? Painting pictures that probably no one will ever see. Pictures of hills and roads and children and lakes and cities—and … Continue reading

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It Waits (Poem for a child)

When leaves go brown and gold Their tails no longer hold; Then down they slip and glide, A-swaying side to side, Until they’ve wrapped and crowned Their brothers on the ground. And when the winds go fast They skip along … Continue reading

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It Waits (a poem for a child)

When leaves go brown and gold Their tails no longer hold; Then down they slip and glide, A-swaying side to side, Until they’ve wrapped and crowned Their brothers on the ground. And when the winds go fast They skip along … Continue reading

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Go, My Friend (a poem for a small child)

This long-legged spider is so thin, How does he walk, I wonder. Just one mistake a leg would break, Or too strong shake of thunder. I hardly feel him in my hand, He has no weight at all. Go, my … Continue reading

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Silent Eye (a child’s poem)

I wake up in the darkness And nothing do I see But one little mark of brightness Moving steadily. I watch it through my window, A tiny dot of red, Just one little mark of brightness Moving overhead. And now … Continue reading

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Some Children’s Poems

Sun comes up and shines all day Over clouds so very gray; Underneath there’s all this snow, Doesn’t shine or give a glow. Dinner’s waiting, day is past; I am running home so fast! Sun is gone now, stars are … Continue reading

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A few light-hearted bits.

Daisy and Buttercup Romped through the snow; Daisy got lost And Buttercup howled. A pure white ball Rolled at my feet— Buttercup’s loud, But Daisy is sweet! _______________________________ Wing and Dang Wing and Dang Leaped the fence! Wing was winging, … Continue reading

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For Me

Work like a machine, he said, And left and right All through the night He worked to save their lives. His hands were torn, His feet were lead, His eyes and mouth were dry, Yet through that blank wall On … Continue reading

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When Life Comes…

When life comes forth from inanimate things And through the living death takes wing, When into deadness live things go And out of ashes new things grow, Then all the world must take a bow, For as things were so … Continue reading

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Follow The Gleam

Men, if you strive with all your might To keep alive your inner light, Not let it falter, shrink or fail, Nor in a crowd let it grow pale; If rational you is your high truth, Not giving way to … Continue reading

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Midas Day Boom

Oh, Midas Day swings round again With cheering might for happy men: The bells and smells of Midas-time That steer the year’s beginning/end, When presents will present their joys For laughing children, girls and boys, And all will hear glad … Continue reading

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Rest

A white, light pink rose petal now Has fall’n upon your brow As deep you sleep, a-breathing soft. I gently blow it off your brow, And yet another comes, Half caught within your hair. I blow; it shakes and waves … Continue reading

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Received

A rose so red I gave thee To wear within thy hair, Then kisses sweet to save me, To save me from despair. For if I had not kissed thee And shown my love so true, The rose would have … Continue reading

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The Highest Type

The law-abiding citizen Was proud as he could be, Obeying even stupid laws Which left him less than free. “A nuisance”—so he thought them, Yet followed them, secure In being model citizen That all right men adore. A red light … Continue reading

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The Real Man In Blue

The old tobacco store had gone out of business just a year ago, the victim of heavy taxes. A man in blue stood back in the darkness of its doorway, looking out. He’d been there for a couple of hours, … Continue reading

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Voyaging

I rise up with the day singing, singing; I rise up with May on my lips in December, And though the snow hears not my song And the ice, it freezes harder, Though the wild winds rage and clouds grow … Continue reading

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Rain Day

The sky’s been gray all day And it has rained all day, And all the dust is put away ‘Neath drops that prance while they do slay, And all the wet on every street Has no regret for happy feet, … Continue reading

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When You Fight

When you fight through the night ‘Cause you know you are right, There is dawn, there is day, there is light! When you act for the true In the deep best of you, There is sun, there is shine, there … Continue reading

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Real Dreams

Alone, alone, a-sailing, A-sailing on the sea; The wind is high, The sun goes by, A-leaving dark to me. Then long, and long, a-sailing, With starlight faint and far; My sweet, I’ll soon be hailing The island where you are. … Continue reading

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First Hroth Day

When Hrothgar was a boy of six His father came and said, “A new tradition would be this, Now that the year’s nigh dead. “For all that you have learned so well I’ll place a present in the dell, And … Continue reading

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