On California Primary Day, 6.7.16, “Which Way” – A Poem by Julie Clark
There are those Who spread fear Just as black ink Splatters thick across the paper Then there are those Doing the slow work Of…
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READ WITHOUT STOPPING – A Poem by Sylvia Syms
WHEN I RETURN I REMEMBER THAT I AM NO LONGER A SETTLER AND I LEFT BECAUSE I WANTED MORE THAN WHAT WAS WAITING FOR…
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To Sweet Anna on Her 72nd Mother’s Day – A Poem by Sylvia Syms
I’ve had my eyes on you for most of my life. I’ve witnessed you work hard for yourself with others in mind. All are…
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Limitations – A Poem by Julie Clark
I am but a part of the whole I don’t need to do everything know everything be everything I just need to do my…
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Grateful – A Poem by Sylvia Syms
For the large and small of my day, I welcome the break of dawn. I slept the sleep of angels. Not a crazed dream…
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Hello Spring – A Poem by Linda (Peaches) Tavani
Gone is winter for a while Time to warm up. Dressed in style March, April May & June Time to watch creation bloom Amazing…
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Undone – A Poem by Julie Clark
I fall into your arms No life in me to give to you But like the babe in mother’s arms I take from you…
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Life Saver – A Poem By Sylvia Syms
Required to avoid you and all look-a-likes Lefties with a good Mud slinging arm Refusing to be winched From my good space All ringers…
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MACROSPHERE – A Poem by Sylvia Syms
Somehow she got Into my closet and Found my best dress The white wool cape With foxtails And my highest heels She asked if…
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Valentine Declaration of Love – A Poem by Linda (Peaches) Tavani
Image Credit: hdwallpapers Dear Valentine Without you I’m lonely I want your company For all eternity All I’m trying to say Forever stay Stay…
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Learning to Listening – A Poem by Julie Clark
How well am I listening to the voice of my Shepherd? Have I been searching his Word for his words to me? Have I…
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Once Beautiful – A Poem by Sylvia Syms
Image by: Heidi Shapely – once beautiful Woman – now a reflection Of drug war casualties Dull eyes – foul mouth Cursing cars that…
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