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The Poetry Hut: What I'm Thankful For
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A Quiet, Little Gathering Place For Sharing The Art Of Verse. Wednesday, November 24, 2010. What I'm Thankful For. Thanksgiving is a day. When I sit back and reflect. On words I should have spoken. And how often I neglect. To tell you what you mean to me,. And although overdue,. Of all the things I'm thankful for,. I'm thankful most for you. Posted by Susan Schoeffield. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). SEASONings - Poetry for the Current Season. PAST MASTER - James Whitcomb Riley. My Name Is Not Bob.
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Across the Lake, Eerily: OUR LADY OF MT. CARMEL ANNUAL CHURCH FESTIVAL
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Across the Lake, Eerily. And I'm Marie Elena. This is the collaboration of two kindred spirits; partners in rhyme;. The best friends we've never met.". All "Across the Lake. Eerily.". Saturday, July 16, 2011. OUR LADY OF MT. CARMEL ANNUAL CHURCH FESTIVAL. I am resurrecting an old piece of mine, because this happens to be the weekend of this festival. I envy my relatives who still live in the area, and can attend at will. Save some cheese puffs for me, guys! This booth boasts a line of cuffed pants; brimm...
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Across the Lake, Eerily: THIS BIRD HAS FLOWN
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Across the Lake, Eerily. And I'm Marie Elena. This is the collaboration of two kindred spirits; partners in rhyme;. The best friends we've never met.". All "Across the Lake. Eerily.". Thursday, July 14, 2011. THIS BIRD HAS FLOWN. A romp through new digs. It figures I end up a lone wolf. When the cub heads out. There. Is no doubt that she will succeed. Indeed, she will set the pace. In this place of higher learning. Yearning to be free, it is she. Who will stand tall. I should have known. Deb Markanton's ...
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Across the Lake, Eerily: HAIKU BACK
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Across the Lake, Eerily. And I'm Marie Elena. This is the collaboration of two kindred spirits; partners in rhyme;. The best friends we've never met.". All "Across the Lake. Eerily.". Sunday, July 10, 2011. Volleying across the ‘net. Across the Lake Eerily. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Across the Lake Eerily. Marie Elena Good / Walt Wojtanik. View my complete profile. Through the Eyes of a Poet's Heart. WALLEGORY.and other stories. OUR LADY OF MT. CARMEL ANNUAL CHURCH FESTIVAL. THIS BIRD HAS FLOWN.
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Across the Lake, Eerily: June 2011
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Across the Lake, Eerily. And I'm Marie Elena. This is the collaboration of two kindred spirits; partners in rhyme;. The best friends we've never met.". All "Across the Lake. Eerily.". Wednesday, June 22, 2011. We each pay our dime,. And enter the theater. We are greeted with. Of unaffordable popcorn,. We also find we are the only ones. We do what any going-into-third-grade-r would do. We sit in the balcony. Then the front row, center. Then you move to the back, and I stay put. But we mostly laugh. The CD...
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Across the Lake, Eerily: ANNOUNCING WALT'S FIRST POETRY COLLECTION!
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Across the Lake, Eerily. And I'm Marie Elena. This is the collaboration of two kindred spirits; partners in rhyme;. The best friends we've never met.". All "Across the Lake. Eerily.". Thursday, June 2, 2011. ANNOUNCING WALT'S FIRST POETRY COLLECTION! I stole the following from my prolific and terrific BlogPal:. With the subject line "Interest in Your Chapbook.”. Number 1 has my name on it. Across the Lake Eerily. June 5, 2011 at 7:21 PM. Im up for number two. June 5, 2011 at 8:05 PM. CONGA RATS, WALT!
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Across the Lake, Eerily: April 2011
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Across the Lake, Eerily. And I'm Marie Elena. This is the collaboration of two kindred spirits; partners in rhyme;. The best friends we've never met.". All "Across the Lake. Eerily.". Saturday, April 30, 2011. Two Aprils ago, with three closing in, she opened a door to see what lies therein. She’s never looked back; now relaxed and at home … still pleased to rub elbows, and eager to poem. For once seeds were planted, and buds were in bloom, enamored was she with poetic perfume. Across the Lake Eerily.
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The Poetry Hut: SEASONings - Poetry for the Current Season
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A Quiet, Little Gathering Place For Sharing The Art Of Verse. SEASONings - Poetry for the Current Season. A word of Godspeed and good cheer. To all on earth, or far or near,. Or friend or foe, or thine or mine -. In echo of the voice divine,. Heard when the star bloomed forth and lit. The world's face, with God's smile on it. The bloom is on the May once more,. The chestnut buds have burst anew;. But, darling, all our springs are o'er,. Tis winter still for me and you. We plucked Life's blossoms long ago.
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The Poetry Hut: The Puppy's Poem
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A Quiet, Little Gathering Place For Sharing The Art Of Verse. Wednesday, December 8, 2010. The old dog is barking out of control,. The big one yelps for my toys. The cats are mewing and hissing at me. There’s an awful lot of noise. I’ve got a pink bed that’s lined with fleece. And a Martha Stewart sweater. The people who love me are friendly and kind,. So my life couldn’t be any better. Posted by Susan Schoeffield. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). SEASONings - Poetry for the Current Season.
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The Poetry Hut: PAST MASTER - James Whitcomb Riley
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A Quiet, Little Gathering Place For Sharing The Art Of Verse. PAST MASTER - James Whitcomb Riley. By James Whitcomb Riley. Little girl; don't cry! They have broken your doll, I know;. And your tea-set blue,. And your play-house too,. Are things of the long ago;. But childish troubles will soon pass by. Little girl; don't cry! Little girl; don't cry! They have broken your slate, I know;. And the glad, wild ways. Of your school-girl days. Are things of the long ago;. But life and love will soon come by.
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