Loving Life
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NaPoWriMo Day 17 Count My Blessings My life is filled with love so sweet No question, always there My wife of nearly thirty years I’m blessed beyond compare My daughter when she looks at me Can see how much I care Though adult now still loves me too I’m blessed beyond compare She also has…
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NaPoWriMo Day 14 My Magic Brew I am not a magician so Don’t think of me as such Though I brew a magic potion Which lets me do so much Some can’t stand the taste of it To some it tastes like life Some hate it if you add to it Aren’t happy with no…
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NaPoWriMo Day 13 Why Summer Matters Here Summer does not mean the same To those in warmer climes But here where winter seems the rule We live for those brief times All winter long we curse the dark Then too we curse the cold Once summer comes, we curse the heat And bask in light…
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NaPoWriMo Day 12 Ode To An Un-Named Season Winter’s garb of brilliant white Rent now, drab, grey, grubby Make way now, new beauty comes Verdant, life, sap rising Birds cluster ‘midst new buds Mates call, sing, chirp, whistle Stunning blossoms soon appear Bees hum, zip, sip, working Vernal sun now warms the land Ground thaws,…
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NaPoWriMo Day 4 Today’s prompt was “Morning”. There is a place I love next to a lake. I love to sit on the west bank of the lake and watch the sun come up across the water. It truly is the best reason to get up ludicrously early on a weekend. This poem is about…
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Flash Fiction February Day 10 Cooking For Her Travis sipped his coffee, placed his cup on the counter and let himself out into the garden. It was early enough that there were still traces of dew in the shadows and he paused to breath in the smell of damp earth and growing things. Moving down…
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The Maker Yusuf ran his eye over the piece of hickory held in the jaws of the vice before him seeking imperfections. The plane in his hands would’ve shamed a razor with its edge. He made a few slow, smooth passes along the wood and looked critically at it again. Master Marat had said many…
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Well, I’ve survived another month of poetry without my brain actually dribbling out my ears. Now I just have to wait for it to stop automatically trying to rhyme every single word I think of. So grateful to everyone who takes a few minutes from their day to read these. Speaking of gratitude… Enjoy! Choose…
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Before coming to write today’s poem I said, “I love you very much.” to my wife. It’s something I say to her… a lot. So much, that sometimes I worry she thinks it’s just automatic. This poem is about that. Enjoy! I Love You…. Seriously… I Mean It So many times each day you hear,…
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As i was sitting and wondering what to write about tonight, my dog came and asked me why we hadn’t gone to bed yet. So yes, tonight’s poem is about Ducky. Enjoy! Our Amazing Puppy There is a puppy that I love, This Ducky boy so sweet, He’s gentle and adorable, And has the cutest…
Brain Bits To Go 