What is it about autumn
that brings back memories
of childhood joys and tears?
Is it something in the air
that causes me to miss
those carefree days
in Blackwell, Oklahoma,
when to Sunday School
or The Lake
with Grandma and Grandpa?
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Tuesday, October 15, 2019
Monday, October 14, 2019
Autumn in Las Vegas
The autumn chill in the air
causes me to turn
the heat on at night.
I look out my window
and see green leaves
dancing in the autumn breeze.
I miss Oklahoma
and the changing shades
of autumn leaves.
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causes me to turn
the heat on at night.
I look out my window
and see green leaves
dancing in the autumn breeze.
I miss Oklahoma
and the changing shades
of autumn leaves.
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Sunday, October 13, 2019
Autumn Nights
Nights are turning cold
Its time to turn the heat on
Take the chill of the room
Its time to turn the heat on
Take the chill of the room
Saturday, October 12, 2019
The Fragrance of Autumn
Inhale the fragrance of autumn,
the crisp scent on the morning breeze
foretells the coming of winter
and snow in the Rocky Mountains.
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the crisp scent on the morning breeze
foretells the coming of winter
and snow in the Rocky Mountains.
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Friday, October 11, 2019
Autumn Memories
The chill in the autumn air
brings back memories of Oklahoma,
and Grandma's home made cookies.
Every year for Halloween,
she made cookies for the neighborhood children,
who all called her Grandma.
She always made oatmeal-raisin
and peanut butter cookies;
she always knew who
not to give the peanut butter cookies to.
It was a different time,
you knew everyone in the neighborhood,
and knew who you could trust
and who you couldn't.
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brings back memories of Oklahoma,
and Grandma's home made cookies.
Every year for Halloween,
she made cookies for the neighborhood children,
who all called her Grandma.
She always made oatmeal-raisin
and peanut butter cookies;
she always knew who
not to give the peanut butter cookies to.
It was a different time,
you knew everyone in the neighborhood,
and knew who you could trust
and who you couldn't.
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Thursday, October 10, 2019
Autumn Thoughts
The chill in the air
reminds me the winter is approaching,
and I wonder when
snow will begin
to cover Mount Charleston.
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reminds me the winter is approaching,
and I wonder when
snow will begin
to cover Mount Charleston.
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Wednesday, October 09, 2019
Sparrows Sing on an Autumn Morning
Why do sparrows sing on an autumn morning?
Are they giving thanks for the cooler weather?
Every morning they raise
their song for all to hear.,
letting everyone know
how happy they are.
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Are they giving thanks for the cooler weather?
Every morning they raise
their song for all to hear.,
letting everyone know
how happy they are.
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Tuesday, October 08, 2019
A Good Day
It's a good day to writ poetry
and contemplate,
in stanza and line,
the Bicentenary of the Birth of the Bab.
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and contemplate,
in stanza and line,
the Bicentenary of the Birth of the Bab.
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Saturday, October 05, 2019
Autumn Poem
The days grow shorter
the nights longer,
the temperatures cooler,
people emerge from their homes,
and begin thinking about
the winter holidays.
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the nights longer,
the temperatures cooler,
people emerge from their homes,
and begin thinking about
the winter holidays.
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Friday, October 04, 2019
Wednesday, October 02, 2019
The Scent of October
Inhale the scent of October,
memories on the breeze of morning
as trees change from green
to hues of orange and yellow.
The scent of October,
a memory of my grandfather
raking and burning leaves
before the arrival
of the year's first snow.
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memories on the breeze of morning
as trees change from green
to hues of orange and yellow.
The scent of October,
a memory of my grandfather
raking and burning leaves
before the arrival
of the year's first snow.
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Tuesday, October 01, 2019
Chocolate Chip Cookies
Chocolate chip cookies
I celebrate the International Day of the Older Person
with a sweet treat.
I celebrate the International Day of the Older Person
with a sweet treat.
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Monday, September 30, 2019
Tuesday, September 24, 2019
I Smile
I smile through the pain
I cannot let the darkness gain
a hold on my soul.
I call on Baha'u'llah,
intoning prayers for healing,
prayers asking forgiveness,
and prayers beseeching assistance.
I smile
knowing that the All Glorious Lord
will answer my prayers.
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I cannot let the darkness gain
a hold on my soul.
I call on Baha'u'llah,
intoning prayers for healing,
prayers asking forgiveness,
and prayers beseeching assistance.
I smile
knowing that the All Glorious Lord
will answer my prayers.
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Sunday, September 22, 2019
God's Gift
God's gift is oneness:
One Divine Creator
sent the messengers of each religion
to the human race.
One Divine Creator
sent the messengers of each religion
to the human race.
Saturday, September 21, 2019
The Love of God
It is the love of God
that encourages us
to develop spiritual perfections
and virtues.
It is the love of God
that ignites
the lamp of the soul
with spiritual happiness.
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that encourages us
to develop spiritual perfections
and virtues.
It is the love of God
that ignites
the lamp of the soul
with spiritual happiness.
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Wednesday, September 18, 2019
Why Worry
Why are you worrying,
just place the problem
in the Hands of God,
the All-Sufficing.
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just place the problem
in the Hands of God,
the All-Sufficing.
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Sunday, September 15, 2019
Sunday Afternoon Poem
Beautiful Sunday
a partly cloudy sky,
with a slight wind.
Pigeons have returned
to their nests,
no sparrows are singing,
the afternoon sun
cast shadows
across the sidewalk.
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a partly cloudy sky,
with a slight wind.
Pigeons have returned
to their nests,
no sparrows are singing,
the afternoon sun
cast shadows
across the sidewalk.
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Friday, September 13, 2019
Friday Poem
Friday at last
time to rest--
or at least pause--
from workweek stress.
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time to rest--
or at least pause--
from workweek stress.
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Thursday, September 12, 2019
Pushing Through Writer's Block
The words,
where did they go
are the hidden in the snow
covering both subject and theme.
Sometimes
that's how it seems;
don't give up
instead begin to write
whatever is on your mind.
The only way
to overcome writer's block
is to push through it.
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where did they go
are the hidden in the snow
covering both subject and theme.
Sometimes
that's how it seems;
don't give up
instead begin to write
whatever is on your mind.
The only way
to overcome writer's block
is to push through it.
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