ECCLESIASTES 3:1-8 For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:A time to be born, and a time to die;A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;A time to kill, and… Read More ›
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SKETCHBOOK 48 – THE FIRE THIS TIME
I don’t remember a lot of poems, but this one has stuck with me for many years. It’s short. It rhymes. And right now, it means more than it used to mean. Last night we watched “Cabaret.” When it first… Read More ›
THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS, OR A VISIT FROM ST. NICHOLAS – CLEMENT CLARKE MOORE (The entire poem)
By Clement Clarke Moore ‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro’ the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be… Read More ›
CAST OFF THIS TATTERED CLOAK
We have had a series of hazy nights. While everyone else was getting glorious sharp pictures of the super moon, I got an enchanted, hazy moon that peeked at me from between the branches of an oak tree. It was… Read More ›
YOU, A LIBERATION LYRIC – RICH PASCHALL
by Rich Paschall Since it is National Poetry Month, I thought I would share my favorite lyric from the musical Liberation. We previously told you the story of Liberation – A Musical That Almost Was and the book’s co-author, Betty…. Read More ›
SUBTLE AND NOT SO SUBTLE – POETRY
National Poetry Month, Rich Paschall There seems to be a day, a week, or even a month for just about everything. The types of things for which mayors, governors, and even presidents are willing to present a proclamation seem a… Read More ›
THE SMALL DOG IS UNDER WEATHER… By Sue Vincent, “LIFE FROM THE TAIL END”
FROM ANI, THE SMALL DOG OF SUE VINCENT, ON THE OH SO FAMILIAR SUBJECT OF “GETTING OLD.” I’ve been feeling under the weather, I’ve been feeling under the weather, It is winter and bones can get cold… Especially when you… Read More ›
THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS OR A VISIT FROM ST. NICHOLAS – By CLEMENT CLARKE MOORE
By Clement Clarke Moore ‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro’ the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be… Read More ›
A CHRISTMAS SONG, PLEASE
With all those Christmas songs floating around out there, I was thinking I could use a hit too. Just one! Some composers earned enough off one song to receive a handsome payment every year. A Hit For Christmas I need… Read More ›
A MOUNTAINSIDE SUMMER BY EMILY DICKINSON
New England has a pretty big collection of native poets, of which Emily Dickenson was one. This poem so reminded me of this valley, with its hill and valleys and the mist over of the river. A good poem for… Read More ›
THE OWL AND THE PUSSYCAT: A LOVE STORY – EDWARD LEAR
The Owl and the Pussycat by Edward Lear I The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea In a beautiful pea-green boat, They took some honey, and plenty of money, Wrapped up in a five-pound note. The Owl looked up to… Read More ›
IMPOTUS – REBLOG BY JUDY DYKSTRA-BROWN
Originally posted on lifelessons – a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown:
Impotus He’s up there on the platform acting crass and disagreeable. That he will bring the whole world down around him is foreseeable. Every single day I hope and pray…
APRIL REALLY WAS THE CRUELEST MONTH: THE WASTE LAND, BY T.S. ELLIOT
I tell people I don’t like poetry. That’s not exactly true. I do like poetry. I like funny poems, I like poems that remind me of things that were important but have faded in memory. I don’t like my own… Read More ›
FOR INSOMNIACS AND OWNERS OF BARKING DOGS – Marilyn Armstrong
Come Sleep, O Sleep … Come, Sleep! O Sleep, the certain knot of peace, The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man’s wealth, the prisoner’s release, The indifferent judge between the high and low; With shield of… Read More ›
OFF COURSE – JUDY DKYSTRA-BROWN – REBLOG
OFF COURSE For those who cannot fathom the changes time has wrought, tomorrow will be better, or perhaps it will be not. Those who have championed progress, thinking it is for our betterment might come at last to fathom that… Read More ›
RINGING ROUND YOUR ROSY – Marilyn Armstrong
A LITTLE POEM FOR STRANGE AND TERRIBLE TIMES OHHHHHH! I’m Coronavirus dum de do de day I came to you from China far away (Hey!) I heard you weren’t ready With your government unsteady Oh, yippee oh doodle yo ki-yay!… Read More ›
SERENDIPITY: SEEKING INTELLIGENT LIFE ON EARTH 