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Wedding Bouquet

4/29/2022

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Picture
The
Wind
In
The
Rhododendron
Whispers
Love
Words
To
Rattle
Dry
Leaves
Into
Song,
That
Echoes
Through
The
Long
Dream
Of
Another
Day
Far
Away,
When
Flowers
Filled
My
View,
And
All
I Saw
Was
You.

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Vagrant Spring

4/27/2022

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Picture
....at last.
Clouds
Again
Today,
Dulling
The
Flowers
And
Shadowing
The
Morning
Hours.
March
Clings,
Slow
To
Allow
April
To
Grow
Into
Merry
May,
And
Blow
Ragged
Winter
Away.

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Sailor's Lament

4/25/2022

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Picture
*cindyjansen78*
The
Wind
From
The
Sea
Calls
My
Name
And
Beckons
Me
To
Answer,
But
All
I Say
Blows
Away,
The
Sound
A
Pagan
Dancer.
I Know
Now
It
Was
Reckless
To
Go,
But
I Had
The
Notion
To
Cross
That
Ocean,
And
Here
I Be,
Missing
A
Fragment
Of
The
Essential
Me.

 
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Spirit Of Peace

4/23/2022

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Picture
*Elaine Harald*
This
May
Be
The
Year,
I Fear,
That
After
Many
A
Year,
The
Swan
Will
Not
Survive
To
Ride
The
Pool,
To
Effortlessly
Glide,
A
Reflection
Of
Itself
In
Every
Direction.
Small
Beneath
The
Glory
Of
It’s
Wings,
It
Softly
Sings,
And
No
Story
Can
Tell
What
It
Has
Seen.
As
Kingdoms
Rise
And
Fall,
The
Swan
Remains
Tranquil
Through
It
All,
Until
It
Slowly
Sinks,
Far
From
Shore,
And
Is
No
More.

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New And Old

4/21/2022

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Picture
From
My
Morning
Room,
I See
The
White
Iris,
Poised
To
Bloom.
Papery
Husks
Will
Fall
Away
As
Ruffled
Petals
Open
To
The
Day.
Every
Spring
They
Return
When
The
Sun
Breaks
Through
To
Find
Them,
Shaking
Off
The
Dew,
Beauty
Basking
Briefly,
Open
As
A
Lover’s
Smile,
A
Flowery
Kiss,
That
Nature
Will
Never
Miss.

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Plot Line

4/19/2022

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Picture
*August Macke* Woman Writing
The main part of the crops
Failed because there
Was no rain,
Then the rain came,
Flooding the house.
About that time
The barn burned down,
The baby needed
An operation
And Sonny’s best girl
Married somebody else,
Just as brother
Came home from
The Army
In a fix,
And it all
Fell apart when
Uncle Bill
Got out of jail
And found no one
Was glad
To see him back.
Meantime a tree fell
On the new truck
And the two
Youngest brothers
Got into it
Over that waitress
At the Dew Drop Inn
Whose husband
Got so drunk
He drove
Right off the highway
Into a ditch
And everyone was sure
He would never
Walk again.
But Pop got them
All in line,
And by the time
Aunt Faye decided
To leave the boys
The ranch,
Emmy came to town,
Met Carl
And they got
Married
In the spring,
Just when the new
Corn
Was coming up,
And things were
Looking brighter.
So it all worked out
For the best,
What with
One thing and another,
And it just goes
To show
You never can tell.

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Rebirth

4/17/2022

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Picture
Easter,
Rabbits
And
Chocolate
Confections
Blend
With
Faint
Hopes
Of
Resurrection.
In
New
Clothes
And
A
Charming
Chapeau,
Off
We
Go
To
Hard
Boiled
Merriment,
Decorated
In
Blue
And
A
Wavering
Pink
Band,
Fertility
The
Intent,
Life,
Ovoid
In
The
Hand.

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Scholars

4/15/2022

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Picture
The
Chrome
Yellow
Bus
Comes
To
Take
Away
The
Kids,
Charming
In
The
Styles
Of
Today,
Sport
Clothes
And
Rainbow
Shoes,
The
Boys
Tall
And
Thin,
The
Girls
Round
And
Small,
And
I Wonder
At
It
All.
Their
Workday
Begins
But
I Would
See
Them
Run
Free.
It
Was
The
Same
For
You
And
Me,
And
At
This
Distance,
It’s
Hard
To
See
The
Use,
Since
Rebellious,
I Soon
Cut
Myself
Loose,
Poor
Fool,
Lost
In
A
Book
Of
Poems,
Under
No
One’s
Rule.
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Accounting

4/13/2022

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Picture
*Reclining Figure* Carved Basswood* Walnut Base*
Juggling
Lessons
That
Didn’t
Last,
We
Rearrange
The
Past
To
Manufacture
A
Story
Of
Subdued
Glory.
But
Who
Were
We
When
First
We
Stood
Before
The
Door,
The
Promise
Of
Forevermore
In
Our
Hands,
Not
Yet
Knowing
What
We
Knew,
We
Blindly
Stepped
Through?

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Writing

4/11/2022

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Picture
*Paint By Numbers*
While
The
Traffic
Rumbles
And
The
Laundry
Tumbles,
I Travel
To
Anther
Time
And
Place,
Invented
At
A
Leisurely
Pace,
To
Fashion
A
Tale
Of
Honor
And
Passion.
There,
I Play,
Freed
From
The
Everyday,
Able
To
Say
All
I Care
To
Share,
All
I See
Fit,
And
Make
A
Fable
Of
It.

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