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February 2, 2012

Toward Harboring at Evening

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TOWARD HARBORING AT EVENING

Robert A. Woodall

This poem, Toward Harboring at Evening, was published as part of a collection of Robert A. Woodall’s poems,  Let Mind Give Way to Heart. It seems appropriate that it be posted today, since Bob began his sail on “a virgin sea” on January 21, 2012.

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Is this the time when I must leave

            sure things that I have known

And sail a virgin sea to where

            the winds of fate have blown

 Me onward to another shore

            with new horizons bold?

Pray not an empty dream, but by

            His light this vision hold!

Oh! Captain of my ship of life

            sail by the eastern star,

That on this dark and storm tossed sea

            I shall not wander far.

Although her helm may twisting test

            my sinews and my mind,

By sextant of a faithful heart,

            I’ll clear safe channel find.

And when by evenings light I sail

            into the golden bay.

With ensign full atop her mast,

            “Come, Harbor Master, say”

That I may lower anchor here

            and sing upon this shore,

In faith to find my moorage paid,

            that I need sail no more.

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ADDITIONAL READING:

Poems by Robert A. Woodall posted on the BOLM

THE VIEWING

QUINTESSENCE

LET MIND GIVE WAY TO HEART

December 25, 2011

Noel 2011

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NOEL 2011

Joan Myers

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A little magic, new fallen snow

Holly berries, mistletoe

Ginger notes, candle wicks

Playful paw prints in the mix

Children to bed as starlight spills

Every stocking wonder fills

Yet still recall the legend of old

Bearing frankincense and gold

An ancient trio traversed the sand

Sought the infant King in a faraway land

July 9, 2011

Testimony of a Rich Miser

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TESTIMONY OF A RICH MISER

Ernest Williamson III

though you loved me
in the inner sanctum
of wayward kisses
moist (more…)

June 18, 2011

Flamenco Dancer

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FLAMENCO DANCER

Jean Isobel Myers

The sounds of a Flamenco Dancer, once heard

shall ne’er be forgotten

with stealth like movements,

she appears, grace floats, without a sound

emerging from the perimeter of the spotlight

not wanting to detract from her benefactor,

the accompanist

strumming e’er so slowly

chanting, an introduction

oh so, haunting a sound

but, to the untrained ear

not understood

  (more…)

June 11, 2011

Annie By The Seaside

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ANNIE BY THE SEASIDE

Walter Matusic

Down by the seaside where Annie goes

There in the stones a flower grows.

Annie looks out at the foaming sea

Then sits down by the flower and me.

For long is the time that I’ve waited,

On this island tormented and hated.

Where a prison embranded me

And on the island they stranded me.             

But though they tried they could not hide me

With pretty Annie now here beside me.

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ADDITIONAL READING:

Strand of Old Glory

ONE ROOM LIVING

Lost in My Pasta

June 4, 2011

We Were Off

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WE WERE OFF

G. David Schwartz

To a foreign county we were off

We don’t know their lingo enough

And as everybody answers

You can’t know it ‘til you life the words

So off to the villas and towns

To speak in the native surrounds

Ready? Here we are. Get out of (more…)

June 1, 2011

Nodes of True Fantasy

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NODES OF TRUE FANTASY

Ernest Williamson III*

I don’t like you
nor is the sun a god with an opinion
unless we denude opinions and deem
them
truth
well,
what I mean to say
is that (more…)

May 11, 2011

I Once Knew a Girl Named Miss Grundge

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I ONCE KNEW A GIRL NAMED MISS GRUNDGE

G. David Schwartz

NOTE: May 12th is Limerick Day.

A limerick is a silly poem with five lines. They are often funny or nonsensical.  Limericks were made famous by Edward Lear, a famous author who wrote the “Book of Nonsense” in the 1800’s. This was an entire book of silly limericks.

How to write a limerick:

The first, second and fifth lines rhyme with each other and have the same number of syllables (typically 8 or 9).
The third and fourth lines rhyme with each other and have the same number of syllables (typically 5 or 6).  
Limericks often start with the line “There once was a…” or “There was a…”

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I once knew a girl names Miss Grundge

At liquids she surely would lunge

Her quivering lips

Would reach to her hips

As she soaked up the drinks like a sponge.

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ADDITIONAL READING:

Lizzy in a Tizzy  (Limerick in response to a Beanery Writers prompt)

WTF: The Church Janitor and the Pigeons

WHY NOT EQUITABLE “HORROR” ADS?

“All My Children:” Susan Lucci & Erica Kane

May 5, 2011

Currency

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CURRENCY

Jean Isobel Myers

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                                                The Earth “wept”

                                                 And so shall we

                                                 For those lost

                                                 And some soon to be

                                                 Mother Nature’s fury,

                                                 Unleashed, taking her toll

                                                 Far mightier than those

                                                 Reactors standing tall

                                                  At what cost,

                                                  Are we?

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ADDITIONAL READING:

WATCHING CORN GROW

Rabbit’s Foot Fern

Linn Run’s Shallow Sound

March 9, 2011

Strand of Old Glory

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STRAND OF OLD GLORY

Ernest Williamson III

poison runs in my veins
the dendrites are whacked
shredded before the Lord
and thrown into a celestial bonfire
my faith has mocked it’s shadow
death curtails the gift of life
with (more…)

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