Tag: gratitude
member name: John Doyle
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September 25, 2006 02:43 PM EDT --
In Japan they are called ring gongs
In China and Tibet they are called singing bowls
Usually hand hammered brass bowls
Enthroned on a round ornate pillow
With a hard wooden striker.
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October 01, 2006 03:14 PM EDT --
"We could be like Jane Kenyon and Donald Hall", she said
"Live in the country and write poetry," he said
"And give readings and go to poetry festivals", . . .
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April 11, 2007 02:15 PM EDT --
He stood looking down at her
As she lay in her casket
In front of the altar in their parish church
She looked so beautiful
Not the way she looked the day she died
Tired worn and haggard. . . .
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April 14, 2007 11:40 PM EDT --
(I may have put this up before but tonight I just got to thinking about horses, the mustangs of the American west. To me they are more a symbol of America than the bald eagle. And like . . .
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June 27, 2007 03:13 PM EDT --
Acknowledgment
I have lived long
Traveled far
And learned much
But the greatest sources
Of my knowledge even wisdom
Are two wonderful women
A calico Kitten
And a black . . .
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October 02, 2006 02:05 PM EDT --
Careful Consideration
It has taken a lifetime of pondering
For some elements in one's life
Need to be thoughtfully considered
Weiging the total impact
Not only on one's self
But on . . .
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March 27, 2007 09:29 AM EDT --
The sleeping cat murmurs
And stretches luxuriantly
Perhaps dreaming of fantastic adventures
And passionate love affairs
Which like with human beings
Seldom if ever happen . . .
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April 12, 2007 12:01 AM EDT --
As he stepped through his front door he could smell the Spring
Even though the weather was unseasonably chilly, and he remembered
In his mind he heard the grinding sound of the icepacks . . .
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April 14, 2007 11:55 PM EDT --
(This is another poem written in "Cowboy Poetry" form. This is a unique American style that grew out of the long nights on the cattle drives. It very rarely shows up in English . . .
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April 21, 2007 12:49 AM EDT --
Although she is far so away
And sometimes even invisible
I can feel her healing light
As it surrounds me, and caresses me
And though she is untouchable,
My Lady Diana, her warmth . . .
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April 25, 2007 09:48 PM EDT --
Please join me in the Thumper Rabbit Guild of Literary Criticism.
There is only one rule and no dues
The rule is:
If you can't say something nice about someone elses work, say nothing at all.
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September 19, 2006 12:32 PM EDT --
Vespers... Ev'n Song
The sun is setting
The work day is done
United with Mary
In her great proclamation
Of Glory, and Gratitude, and Praise
The Church opens her heart
To Rest and Contemplation . . .
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September 19, 2006 02:54 PM EDT --
Emerging from the house of sorrow
Two birds renew an old friendship
The younger giving new life to the older
The older sharing the life and joy
With the world
September 19, 2006
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September 20, 2006 12:28 PM EDT --
Writing love poetry
And sending it out into the night
Is like a blind sower
Casting his seed into the wind
And wondering
If it will ever take root
And grow
September 20, 2006
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September 24, 2006 01:18 PM EDT --
( this was the first poem that was published commercially)
The shaman of autumn extends his staff
And touches the green leaves,
Transmuting them into gold and flame.
But all too soon they turn . . .
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September 27, 2006 12:48 PM EDT --
The brisk Autumn air
Sets my skin to tingling
Bringing memories
Of apple cider, ginger snaps
And lovely walks in the woods
September 27, 2006
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September 27, 2006 02:30 PM EDT --
The aroma of burning leaves
The flights of birds heading south
Glorious sunsets, early evening cloud patterns
And the cool caressing of the breezes
Should, but do not cool
The ardor of . . .
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March 27, 2007 06:35 PM EDT --
Sitting on this black cushon
He wondered as he had so many times
What was his true purpose in the world?
Not to be a teacher, there were too many now
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March 28, 2007 09:39 AM EDT --
Transported in Dianna's magical canoe
Past myth, and story and song
Beyond planets, comets and galaxies
Oblivious to the smiling gaze of angles and saints
And even beyond the Gateway . . .
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May 04, 2007 04:39 PM EDT --
White Cherry blossoms
Covering my front walkway
Spring is passing through
May 4, 2007
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