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Monthly Archives: November 2013
Harold
Writer’s Note: I published these next two poems in reverse order, so that the response follows the first statement. I hope you enjoy both of them. Barbara Harold, I do believe, that you were probably right To submit … Continue reading
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Harold’s Refrain
Ah, but you have it all wrong, there is so much to be seen Families don’t disappear, with the ending of one human being There is plenty of living, even if surviving is quite a feat Plenty of those who … Continue reading
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Pizza
I’m spinning a pizza crust, round and flat It didn’t seem as difficult as all that A little flour so it doesn’t stick to the pan Push up the edges and your ready again Toss around some bits of meat, … Continue reading
A Cathedral Is A Sign of Faith
Rising peaks beyond sight and belief Climbing over the wailing and grief High in the clouds where the spirit god hides While humans suffer through many death’s rides It seems to me that he could take better care Of … Continue reading