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300th poem "Mine to Blame"
Those careless days as selfishness reveals
Where once all love was missing from my heart
Least solace for my fellow mans' ideals
Whose wealth only serves to set us apart
Be gentle still while my compassion swirls
Wonderful thoughts fancied soon fleeting gone
My Master would make strings of perfect pearls
As I would have no luck to happen on
Ah me, I stumble on paths well trodden
Discarded shells glitter in my wet hands
In my pockets full of weeds well sodden
Piled up on an oceans' broken sands
Like searching into a soul I would tame
If for only my life was mine to blame
Where once all love was missing from my heart
Least solace for my fellow mans' ideals
Whose wealth only serves to set us apart
Be gentle still while my compassion swirls
Wonderful thoughts fancied soon fleeting gone
My Master would make strings of perfect pearls
As I would have no luck to happen on
Ah me, I stumble on paths well trodden
Discarded shells glitter in my wet hands
In my pockets full of weeds well sodden
Piled up on an oceans' broken sands
Like searching into a soul I would tame
If for only my life was mine to blame
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Posted: Nov 2012
About this poem:
I am deeply reflective with self awareness on this most festive day of Thanksgiving...like my Puritan fathers before me....is my fate upon the shores of new and wild land.Deer Hunting
Blow hard cold gales across crumpled corn stalks
Dark skies spitting frozen granules of snow
Forcing my eyes into slits my sight blocks
Squinting for my prey down long stubbled rows
Take away, just numb my other senses
Perching up on an old tree stump to sit
Cover the run for it to jump fences
My rifle held firmly in my warm mitt
Hours and hours so alone with my thoughts
For soft hushs of breath inhale and depart
Like when success comes and goes casting lots
For when the moment comes with racing heart
Now my pulse quickens my blood flows fervid
Into sights my long awaited cervid
Dark skies spitting frozen granules of snow
Forcing my eyes into slits my sight blocks
Squinting for my prey down long stubbled rows
Take away, just numb my other senses
Perching up on an old tree stump to sit
Cover the run for it to jump fences
My rifle held firmly in my warm mitt
Hours and hours so alone with my thoughts
For soft hushs of breath inhale and depart
Like when success comes and goes casting lots
For when the moment comes with racing heart
Now my pulse quickens my blood flows fervid
Into sights my long awaited cervid
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Posted: Nov 2012
About this poem:
My sonnet is brief narritive of the experience of being a hunter....a cervid is a latin species name for deer....distinguished from Bovidae (Cows) by the male's having solid deciduous antlers and just about the only rhyme there is for fervid......
A SONNET TO ANN.
Thou, full scented far, e'er that gently flows
as the fragrant air, it's pure perfume knows
caress this land, from East to shinning West,
like as sweet the voice that I love best,
breathing, breathes the warmth whilst I can,
in love's pure flight for my dear Ann,
her colours akin to Spring's fresh flowers,
burns bright, like rainbows love-lit showers
that gently bless, this green grateful earth,
sing such the praise of her own worth,
melodious spun, it's enchanted web so fair,
assuage the touch of thoughts that care,
thus fills the heart with feminine grace so rare,
bequeaths, abundant charms of love's own ware.
as the fragrant air, it's pure perfume knows
caress this land, from East to shinning West,
like as sweet the voice that I love best,
breathing, breathes the warmth whilst I can,
in love's pure flight for my dear Ann,
her colours akin to Spring's fresh flowers,
burns bright, like rainbows love-lit showers
that gently bless, this green grateful earth,
sing such the praise of her own worth,
melodious spun, it's enchanted web so fair,
assuage the touch of thoughts that care,
thus fills the heart with feminine grace so rare,
bequeaths, abundant charms of love's own ware.
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Posted: Nov 2012
About this poem:
There is more than one way to say 'I love you'. what better form than a 'sonnet'.To Boldly Go.......
Seldom following the foot path of life
A trail always winding not straight and smooth
Our sorrows like pricker bushes are rife
Many scraps and scratches we need to soothe
When caution falls in the way of our haste
When each foot step is not carefully placed
When in our boldness our trust is misplaced
When we fail to notice shoes are still laced
Always fear grows in the darkening dusk
With goals of growing from darkness to light
Civilize manners a little less brusque
Boldness becomes a little more contrite
Still hope for mankind should we slow the pace
Sometimes timidity's a safer place
A trail always winding not straight and smooth
Our sorrows like pricker bushes are rife
Many scraps and scratches we need to soothe
When caution falls in the way of our haste
When each foot step is not carefully placed
When in our boldness our trust is misplaced
When we fail to notice shoes are still laced
Always fear grows in the darkening dusk
With goals of growing from darkness to light
Civilize manners a little less brusque
Boldness becomes a little more contrite
Still hope for mankind should we slow the pace
Sometimes timidity's a safer place
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Posted: Oct 2012
About this poem:
This poem is a commentary on the invasive pace of modern lifestyles."To boldly goes where no one has gone before" epitomizes a spirit
much different than a child's natural shyness. I was such a child, once shy and fearful of life. With so many uncertainties about the direction of society, harm to environment, and political misgivings...is anyplace safe anymore?
My angel
In of all the world and of all the time
When Technology hides God's True Power
Full of mystery, love and without rhyme
She brings joy to my heart at this very hour.
Invisible for all but me to see
Is her light and her wings that makes her soar
with a heart full of warmth that makes you free
and a bright smile that melts you to the core
At the darkest hour, she comes into my life
A true God sent, How can I but believe
Enduring sorrow that cuts like a knife
look into her eyes, my heart is relieved
Smile, laugh, find love and happiness, Be Free
For My Angel's not only meant for me
When Technology hides God's True Power
Full of mystery, love and without rhyme
She brings joy to my heart at this very hour.
Invisible for all but me to see
Is her light and her wings that makes her soar
with a heart full of warmth that makes you free
and a bright smile that melts you to the core
At the darkest hour, she comes into my life
A true God sent, How can I but believe
Enduring sorrow that cuts like a knife
look into her eyes, my heart is relieved
Smile, laugh, find love and happiness, Be Free
For My Angel's not only meant for me
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Posted: Nov 2012
Post CommentMy Little Leaf
You who were once so colorful and crisp
Now laying soft and limp brown with decay
Once in the gentle start of spring would wisp
A new growth bursting forth in green array
How much I watched you grow in each season
Collect from a bright sun much energy
Making me think of life with more reason
We were the center of such synergy
Now that darker skies fill with grey coldness
Whispers in the wind the winter coming
Left with yet another year of oldness
Face a hundred days of frostful numbing
Good bye my dearest friend my little leaf
You brought to me much joy in time so brief
Now laying soft and limp brown with decay
Once in the gentle start of spring would wisp
A new growth bursting forth in green array
How much I watched you grow in each season
Collect from a bright sun much energy
Making me think of life with more reason
We were the center of such synergy
Now that darker skies fill with grey coldness
Whispers in the wind the winter coming
Left with yet another year of oldness
Face a hundred days of frostful numbing
Good bye my dearest friend my little leaf
You brought to me much joy in time so brief
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Posted: Oct 2012
About this poem:
This sonnet pays tribute to each and every leaf I have ever shared my life with.Forever Lost
The sky a darkly growing mass of gray
"Tween streaks of setting sun make a moon rise
Feeling lost of stars aid me in my way
Lacking proof my naked eyes would devise
Forever lost of light my thoughts concealed
Cross never stood over a potter's field
Out of sight hiding all my faults congealed
Resting in silence never be appealed
Lest my mark on life be forever lost
Burnt lump of coal into a cinder made
Hurting oneself such a terrible cost
Casting salvation's light into the shade
Such as when light transfers day into night
Lacking faith no love in our hearts ignite
"Tween streaks of setting sun make a moon rise
Feeling lost of stars aid me in my way
Lacking proof my naked eyes would devise
Forever lost of light my thoughts concealed
Cross never stood over a potter's field
Out of sight hiding all my faults congealed
Resting in silence never be appealed
Lest my mark on life be forever lost
Burnt lump of coal into a cinder made
Hurting oneself such a terrible cost
Casting salvation's light into the shade
Such as when light transfers day into night
Lacking faith no love in our hearts ignite
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Posted: Oct 2012
About this poem:
This sonnet is a message of what is lost, when the one true love that seeks us out can only be found through the lense of faith....just believe it.....and it will be so.A Quiet Shoreline
Scarcer are days when the world feels so light
Boundless energy into dreaming eyes
Reflections of stars luminating night
When deep into dark fissures no fear lies
In my grateful walk is my head held high
Nothing in my way I take a sure stride
On a path of life that's more a journey
Across the quiet shoreline at low tide
Over sand still wet and firm my feet glide
Barely a trace to mark I have passed by
The dark sea only a hush by my side
Time moves as fast as the blink of an eye
In solitude I hear my own heart beat
With no good cause at all to drag my feet
Boundless energy into dreaming eyes
Reflections of stars luminating night
When deep into dark fissures no fear lies
In my grateful walk is my head held high
Nothing in my way I take a sure stride
On a path of life that's more a journey
Across the quiet shoreline at low tide
Over sand still wet and firm my feet glide
Barely a trace to mark I have passed by
The dark sea only a hush by my side
Time moves as fast as the blink of an eye
In solitude I hear my own heart beat
With no good cause at all to drag my feet
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Posted: Nov 2012
About this poem:
The sonnet is reflective of a quiet nightime stroll down by the seaon those rare occurrances when the sea is calm and all the stars are out shining brightly. I contemplate what I must do to capture this feeling and make it last in my mind.
Evening song
Lay the golden crowns a second cut made
Drying in neat rows from a twirling rake
My tractor idles in the chestnut’s shade
We rest from chores taking a little break
Once long days of summer growing shorter
Less urgent the cries of the feeding young
When harvest moon enters its first quarter
Seen rising when an evening song is sung
Now a light breeze rattles the drying leaves
From the warm earth lifts an afternoon haze
Find peace ‘tween a man and what he believes
Thoughtful recollections of good old days
A long slow circle back to tractor’s shed
Basks in glow of setting sun, blazing red
Drying in neat rows from a twirling rake
My tractor idles in the chestnut’s shade
We rest from chores taking a little break
Once long days of summer growing shorter
Less urgent the cries of the feeding young
When harvest moon enters its first quarter
Seen rising when an evening song is sung
Now a light breeze rattles the drying leaves
From the warm earth lifts an afternoon haze
Find peace ‘tween a man and what he believes
Thoughtful recollections of good old days
A long slow circle back to tractor’s shed
Basks in glow of setting sun, blazing red
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
This poem is reflective of a hard working farm life and ultimate enjoyment that nature brings…
Fly
Can’t see you
Can’t feel you
Can’t hear you
Can’t speak to you
I dream of you
That
I’m with you
I wish
That
I feel you
You’re closed to me
In my heart
And
On my mind
You’re like the air
Sometimes here
And
Sometimes there
Blown around
By the wind
I wish I could
and
Fly with you
Up to the sky
Through the clouds
And back to earth
The little window
In my heart
Is always open
Only for you
To fly in it
Have a rest
And stay
And never fly
Away….
Can’t feel you
Can’t hear you
Can’t speak to you
I dream of you
That
I’m with you
I wish
That
I feel you
You’re closed to me
In my heart
And
On my mind
You’re like the air
Sometimes here
And
Sometimes there
Blown around
By the wind
I wish I could
and
Fly with you
Up to the sky
Through the clouds
And back to earth
The little window
In my heart
Is always open
Only for you
To fly in it
Have a rest
And stay
And never fly
Away….
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Posted: Oct 2012
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