I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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PASSING YEARS
I am going off assignments to finish my poetry unit. I have enjoyed the assignments, but missed doing three of them. I’m wrapping up with a poem I wrote a few years ago. Back to my serious side, my blessed … Continue reading
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NURSING HOME LAMENT
“Living here wouldn’t be so bad,” the old man whined, “but I eat dinner and hardly know I’ve dined. Gravy with no grease, potatoes without salt Toast with no butter, ice cream without malt No more Tic Tac … Continue reading
MITCHELL SCHOOL
(Lesson 7: Form: Ballad; Subject: Neighborhood; Device: Assonance) We talked of community, not neighborhood; We talked of counties, and towns We met in schools and courthouse lawns Wore overalls and dresses, not evening gowns. The building housed the public school, … Continue reading
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CHILD’S REFUGE
Assignment 6: Form: Found Words, (The fourth word of hymn title on 25 hymns) Subject: Face, (Face of my great grandchild) Device: Chiasmus (Title and ending) Here are the words in the order I found them: you, vision, and, thought, … Continue reading
GRANDMA BETTER NOT BE THIN-SKINNED
“Grandma, you have old skin; I have new skin. Smell it.” “Um, smells good, sweetie pie” “Grandma, what’s that?” “That’s called a mole, honey.” Grandma, why do you have those brown spots?” “I’m just getting old, baby.” “Grandma, I don’t … Continue reading
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Tagged aging, gossip, limerick, negative words, prose poem, skin, thick-skinned, thin-skinned, tolerance, writing201 poetry
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TRUTH
Truth is a treasure-trove Rare and precious – Un-mined, un-cherished – Tucked in a chest, Hidden to the masses. (Lesson 2, writing201 (poetry) Acrostic, simile, gift)