Autumn wind is a mischievous wind. It blows the leaves against my door. I sweep them, and next time I look, those leaves are there once more. It rearranges chairs on decks and scratches at my windows. Is someone there or is it a game that happens when the wind blows? Sometimes the wind blows […]
Jul 27, 2020
Edgar Allen Me
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A reprint from a few years ago. With apologies to the great Edgar Allen Poe. Something weird is in the air. It’s in my nose and ears and hair. Last night, I read a lot of Poe, and now, I can’t talk right no mo’. The things I say come out in rhyme; not […]
Jun 11, 2020
Rhymed Reminisces
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by Blanche Day Manos Don’t tell me they are gone, for I can see them still The house, the spring, the burr oak tree, the barn beneath the hill. I smell the sausage sizzling, I hear the rooster crow, The sounds and scents of each new day that woke me long ago. I feel the […]
May 7, 2020
Moods
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“Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping as of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.” – Edgar Allan Poe. Poe published this unforgettable poem in 1845. Using words […]
Apr 23, 2020
The Birthday of a Master
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For goodness sake, it is not a foregone conclusion that all is doom and gloom. I refuse to budge an inch from my belief that all will be well. All the phrases in italics are attributed to William Shakespeare, that great master of words, who was born on this day in 1564 and died on this day […]
Apr 20, 2020
Waxing Poetic
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Spring is actually here! Hopefully, there’ll be no more freezes. It makes a person absolutely giddy and feel like grabbing a pencil and waxing poetic! Do you have a springtime poem you’d like to share? Awakening Springtime’s breath is in the breezes Stirring blossoms as it teases Roses into sharing their perfume. Gently warming, softly […]
