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Straight Talk for High-Risk Children
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High Risk Children
By Reid Baer
My unipolar mother whistled past the graveyard
or more correctly groaned enviously...
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Oh welcome sisters of the sacred well,
Who married Cadmus, mourned Achilles' soul.
You guard the chest of endless unsung scrolls,
What greater tales have you yet left to tell?
Between your...
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Alas, when he arose he saw a stream
Instead of Lethe. He tried to understand.
He saw a rock. He cried, "Was it a dream?"
Of Orpheus he thought. His cry rose to a scream!
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With both his hands he struck the gate.
"Who dares to come untaken?" someone cried.
He pounded once again. He couldn't wait
To see his dear Etain. "Let me inside!
It's cold...
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Read this poem at http://www.janetkuypers.com/kuypers/poems/2007/falling-from-the-sky.htm via http://www.janetkuypers.com - which was written hours before Kuypers jumped from an airplane, so she...
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This is a silly Thank You poem I wrote upon receipt of a very decadent Christmas gift from my niece and family. The few sung portions are from another poem I wrote about the small community my...
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