Category Archives: poem

Michelangelo’s David

Earth day is coming up on the 22nd  and I’m remembering ten years ago when we were in Italy and I saw Michelangelo’s gift to us all, David, the real thing, for the first time. Marble from the earth we … Continue reading

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Tanka on Sky

For the stargazers: the Lyrids meteor shower appears on April 16 – April 26 each year. And the sky has presented us with endless fascination since the beginning of time, through Pythagoras, Galileo, Tycho, Newton, down to today and the … Continue reading

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Friends of Mine

Friends are wonderful people, all of them different, all with odd quirks that I admire or find amusing. I love my friends and try to keep in touch during the year … FRIENDS OF MINE carry perfume bottles in pockets … Continue reading

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A Ride Into Gethsemane

Good Friday is coming up, with its grief and pain, and we can’t get to Easter without it. Somehow we always go through dark places before we come to the light and joy, but we remember … A RIDE INTO … Continue reading

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The Bowl

I have one particular bowl, in use for years, but these days I put my evening meds in it. The memory of its making is a treasure and using it a continual reminder … THE BOWL a child’s hands poked … Continue reading

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Poets Should Write About the Nice Things

I’ve heard poets talk of the subjects they write about and one said something I have used as the title of this week’s poem. It struck me as an odd thing to say. Surely poets should write about anything and … Continue reading

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Stories In Line

Standing in line at any store, in airports, or bus stations, I watch people, wonder who they are, what they do, and dream up the stories of their lives … STORIES IN LINE in the grocery check-out I notice the … Continue reading

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