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We’ve Come a Long Way – A Rondeau

We’ve come a long way from depression days, Meandering history like a maze, Standing then, on cold days, for bread in queues. Nowadays and despite the nightly news, We should be thankful in so many ways. Black Tuesday of Twenty-Nine, … Continue reading

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Lightning

“If more politicians knew poetry, and more poets knew politics, I am convinced the world would be a little better place in which to live.” – John F. Kennedy, 1956 His words echoed today in Dallas by author and historian David McCullough … Continue reading

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I Know Not the Solitude of Mind

That a thought can attempt To run the mile and reach The finish line. No thought Can compete nor complete, As another, stifling thought Is trailing, yelling, shouting That something is near, some One is coming – it is not … Continue reading

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The First Fire

Like spirits joining the stars, Chimney smoke rises white Against the cold, dark sky, Inside, flames lick the log, “Taste like chicken,” I hear Them say, hissing, flapping, Spirits trapped in the gold Blaze take shape and verse, Like cloud … Continue reading

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In Patience

In patience, awaiting the last Of luck to make complete the potluck, Beauty’s eventual evolution, a rose Growing inside a well, to spring, bloom In sun, a long way coming, a long way In patience. A wishing well, a well-wisher … Continue reading

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Promises Unkempt

Promise unkempt Dressed in tatters In strong wind scatters Made to preempt Yet give way By light of day Awake in contempt Past lost intentions Seduced by mentions Copyright © 2013 Shainbird. All rights reserved. NaNoWriMo Day 6: 1576 

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Nothing – A Sonnet

Nothing begins nowhere, not here, not there, Quiet nights echoing unuttered words, No news to convey, no kisses to share, Night without chimes, morning empty of birds. Should I be lost with nothing to offer, Elated that nothing is peace … Continue reading

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