Tag Archives: Poem

Stillborn

One of my nieces asked me to write a poem for her good friend who had a miscarriage at 35 weeks. She knows that I’ve had a miscarriage and write poetry, and she said all the ones she could find … Continue reading

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Free Time

What do you do with your free time? I like to write with mine It’s quite sublime But free time is difficult to find when other add items to growing to-do lists Expectations and responsibilities Favors and reasonable requests The … Continue reading

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No Complaints

If I called today bliss I’d be remiss It’s Monday, after all The weekend had the gall To end far too early Leaving me feeling surly Yet I shan’t complain There’s not a drop of rain No Texas-size flood here … Continue reading

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My Award-Winning Vacation

Some might call it work, but I used five of my vacation days to prepare for and attend this conference. It didn’t feel like work at all, even though I spent most of it inside on my favorite type of … Continue reading

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My Sweet Pea

I named her Bette, after Bette Davis, as a complement to Bogart. She was the best Christmas present I’ve ever received. Sometimes I called her Sweet Pea or Peeper. You’ve never met a more adorable, sweet, and perfect blond Cocker … Continue reading

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Fear, My Foe

My adversary fueled by lies half-truths in disguise You shan’t win oh dreaded fear if I hold truth ever near My devilish foe all deceit my Advocate I’d have you meet He is Truth and the Way You shan’t win … Continue reading

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A Minute of My Story

Do you want to hear my story Parts are gory I think you don’t Listen you won’t I feel compelled to write it all Each trip and fall Won’t you please read Hear my heart bleed I write to bring … Continue reading

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