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| Renée's Garden |
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These words are written by a young woman who
has become very dear to me. Her writing
reveals a caring and sensitive heart. A garden
in which she is the lovliest flower... Somehow
she has filled a void in my life, thank you Renée
Lemonade and Cookies
Lazy summer days often required
Lemonade and cookies in the coolness of Gram's garden
She served her heirloom recipes in Wedgwood elegance
Memorabilia of love and wisdom.
I remember one hazy hot day, tea party welcome respite..
and the story that always accompanied...
Looking out past her manicured garden to the meadow
where the horses grazed and lazed, she said...
''Cross a summer meadow, bright with dandy blooms,
most folks see only weeds, annoyances to perfection gardens..
If one looks more closely , he may see one large sunflower,
Just as lovely as those from Van Gogh's brush ..
Its so easy to see only weeds,dismiss them,
without the joy of discovering their hidden textures.'
Gram's cookies...I miss them....
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Patches
Age
Should not
Keep one from
Playing the game
Of avoiding cracks along lifes pavement
One is never to young, never to old
To learn lessons
Mend the wounds
Sooth pain
Heal
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To My Best Friend
When you feel sad, I am a thought away
An ebb of comfort, in your every day
If you hear a whisper, you cannot trace
Reach for the wind, its laughter is my face
When loneliness creeps into darkest night
Look up, I am that distant star so bright
A golden moonbeam, slipping through your dream
Gilding each moment with loves tender gleam
My Love, if death should claim my broken soul
And you mourn for those dreams never made whole
Cling onto tenderness we kept so true
Let it be your strength on journeys anew
I am your memory of love, your best friend
In your safe keeping, This will never end
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Morning Prayer
Oh precious peace for you my heart has wept
Through time Ive heard angels sing unaware
In ashes, hope faded you lie bereft
Bleeding, dust stealing your face without care
Cold winds stream across your lonesome plain
Strengthened gales in vain contorted voice
Carrying the torch, inciting in your name
Greed and hate burning hope in heated choice
Oh most precious peace for you I still pray
To a greater power I beg mercy please
Grant us wisdom one more time to find the way
To cleanse our hearts of this evil disease
That once more we may touch your face
Brothers..once again blessed in your grace
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What is Now
Small instants, immense and unmeasured
Power in feelings, parent to child
Certainly, love, which builds worlds beyond
Unveiling forever, realms so treasured
This single feeling of deep longing
Though still imagined, long lost to me
Waking bittersweet thoughts to haunt
While searching for the belonging
This in my former life, walking silent
Just on the far side of daybreak
Seeking ways to transcend emotions
Lonely child , frightened, compliant
Time is now, past driven underground
Questions, unanswered will lie dormant
As steps go to soft light beckoning
I turn; laughing at darkness, with no sound
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Left Handed...
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perfection escapes the right of me
simple..I'm left handed you see
my thought are upside down..inside out
disfigured by what they are about
smudged from my pen with graphite ease
hoping somewhere somehow I can please
imprisoned feelings stealthy escape
begging freedom in amorphous shapes
there is no conceit in my innocence
just vocabulary slight in decadence
Insignificant! the critics indignant cries
insipidly banal attempts at petty rhymes
But then ..its clear
perfection escapes the right of me
simple..I'm left handed you see...
Poem inspired by a clip from the *Today* show..
I am dyslexic....Have struggled with it for many years, but was fortunate enough to have had the benefit of a good teacher who recognized my problem very early. I'm in good standing with this affliction now, and in good company...other dyslexics ...Hans Christian Andersen..Winston Churchill Albert Einstein Walt Disney to name a few....
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