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When I went out for a walk,
I was feeling sad,
like a criminal,
prisoner of a moment
that became ugly in my mind.
I wanted to look at the sky
and feel it about my restlessness,
but the weithg of...
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Hi, Mary Ann,
How is our forest today?
The wind through the leaves
A moment of silence
A shuffle somewhere
A scuffle nearby
No! We relax . . .
Perhaps a bird,...
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by Paul Laurence Dunbar
In a bizarre coincidence, I learned that my 100 year old Grandmother just passed away on the same day that I was making this.
ERE sleep comes down to soothe the weary...
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TEMPLES-
My Human Light,
the look in your eyes,
when they seen mine, shined so
much light into a happy sy,
like the promise of God
My Human Light,
you took my heart,
then...
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Not just a game
(a test of patience,
skill,
a chance for us
to scratch our heads
and rap our fingers)
It was fun.
Oh what a thrill,
surprised and satisfied,
to hear that snap.
No...
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Religious and spiritual poem:
Musical sound reminding the listener of contemplation, an experience...
This is a more unusual poem, hopefully worthwhile. I wrote it more than five years ago, in...
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Religious and spiritual poem by Peter Menkin.
Another in the series on Communion:
Monday, May 28, 2007
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