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Poet’s Corner
Your Story You have entrusted me with your story, but I do not yet know how to tell it. The hero’s and villain are clear even the plot is readily defined; yet the magnitude of your experience has left me stupefied. How can I do justice to what you have said? How…
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Poet’s Corner
Foreign Lands In foreign lands the rules do not apply. Desire can overrule reason, and it is okay to fall in love for a moment, knowing that a week from now, his face will begin to fade from memory and soon there after your lips will no longer be able to utter his name though…
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Poet’s Corner
Congratulations? Why does your good news make me feel like crying? I see the plethora of congratulations, and understand I must add mine to theirs; but somehow I do not feel you are happy, though you must be, right? I keep remembering all of the endless dreams, you used to speak of,…
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Poet’s Corner
Why Don’t We Care? My question is real, and I need an answer, I do not understand why is it that we do not care; yet pretend that we do? Are we really just looking for another bumper sticker, to attach to our car; one that will cause the person, sitting next to…
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Poet’s Corner
Both a Wanderer and Wonderer I am both a wanderer and a wonderer I wonder if you are as well it seems that perhaps you too may have been dusted with the enchantment of being a wanderer and wonderer I know being a wanderer and a wonderer can make life a…
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Poet’s Corner
Truth I keep remembering How you stepped back Then drew closer Whispering in my ear You asked me what I wanted I respond Truth You told me I could have anything My answer did not change Truth You said my wish was your command I said only one thing Truth You stepped back again Then…
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Poet’s Corner
His Love Song Driving down the busy street, entertained by my to do list, I flip the radio on, and for the first time, I hear his lyrics. I turn the radio up a bit, And close the windows, blocking any outside distraction; he has my undivided attention. His words sweep over me; I listen…
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Poet’s Corner
A Lasting Love I am always quite enthralled when I see those couples, sitting on the beach or walking hand in hand with weathered faces, grayed hair, and perhaps a beat skipped, in their walk, who nevertheless seem enthralled in each other’s company. I stare intently, while trying to be discrete, when a chair is…
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Poet’s Corner
May I wish you a Happy New Year? We may not be able any longer, to wish the total stranger a Merry Christmas; and well be confused about the appropriate greeting which accompanies Hanukkah, or know if Kwanza is still being celebrated, and if so by whom; but whether devout or devoid of any faith…








