Tag: poems
group name: paree
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November 30, 2007 08:15 AM EST --
The Skater
by Marianne McNamara
When blue twilight wrapped the house
and I waited for the rest of them
to come back from school and jobs and errands
(strange that I should . . . more
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December 02, 2007 12:54 PM EST --
The National Weather Service Issues A Winter Storm Watch
Anticipation hovers at the edges of the heavy gray sky
electric with the faint throb of far-off energy and static.
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April 23, 2008 10:15 PM EDT --
You and I were never strangers.
long before we ever met
you held the key to my heart.
You were one I could never forget.
In another world, another time,
We have done it all before,
But one . . . more
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January 01, 2008 06:53 PM EST --
THIRTY-SIX YEARS
by Marianne McNamara
We eat in easy silence; homemade chicken soup
golden with egg noodles and crusty French bread.
Pale lamplight outlines his craggy . . . more
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November 05, 2007 12:18 PM EST --
The foothills of the mountains are their home.
Plenty of room for wild horses to roam.
A colt wonders from the fold.
Night is pressing, Snow is falling , He is alone.
He stands . . . more
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January 17, 2008 08:40 PM EST --
MyWindow
My window looks at a fairy tree.
Its branches bend and twist.
Its leaves are whispering with glee
Its hallow makes a whistle.
A little river under the tree
Is running . . . more
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October 19, 2007 06:09 PM EDT --
To a Rose
Oh Rose as bright as yonder sun,
Which lights the world’s life never done,
And shows to me thy radiance true,
When shown reflected off of you.
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June 19, 2006 05:37 AM EDT --
splitting a grapefruit
his with sugar
her's without
dated 26.10.2002
more
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November 05, 2007 01:37 PM EST --
I was battered, broken, dazed and confused.
Then you walked in out of the blue.
Unable to trust, so insecure.
I wanted to believe your heart is pure.
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November 06, 2007 09:54 AM EST --
A Flower For Your Window
by Marianne McNamara
Down the long linoleum hallway,
my heart and step heavy as the August air,
past wheelchairs, walkers
and empty faces with . . . more
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January 23, 2008 06:54 AM EST --
I was having coffee in one of those wood panelled coffee houses. One of those that somehow makes you feel excited and just a little more ready for adventure. Like those in Vienna and Prague. It may just . . . more
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September 20, 2006 01:14 PM EDT --
The blue-black night he does adorn,
yet withers and weakens upon the morn.
With approaching light his beauty fades.
Sun bearing her bright new day.
I fear not the dawn of light,
for my love returns . . . more
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July 27, 2008 05:33 PM EDT --
A lop-sided moon
Shows its pock-marked face,
Smirking in a sky bereft of cloud.
While winter trees stretch,
Twisting their limbs toward the sky,
Lifting their last blood dried leaves in silence, . . . more
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November 05, 2007 11:01 AM EST --
Soft masculine hands a child smile.
you have a heart that gives a miles.
I watch the hourglass sands
wondering how much time I have to give you all I can
Your heart is warm it opened . . . more
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December 07, 2007 08:45 AM EST --
Here is some of my students work in Grade 3. I told my students that I am going to share them on gather. Hope I’d hear your comments on their work, and for sure I’ll be informing them about . . . more
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June 30, 2008 03:28 AM EDT --
At the end of my life, I live,
And dream my way back
Through a thousand acres of time
To when I sat small and unalone,
Listening to the whispers
Of unloved maple leaves.
At the end of my . . . more
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July 06, 2008 04:56 PM EDT --
We strive for the secret,
Yet never quite reach it.
And the old are still the young
With grayer hair and paper skin,
While the child plays house
In Mama's clothes,
Innocent, yet knowing. . . . more
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November 11, 2007 02:26 PM EST --
I hope that these make you smile a little.
Sing Along Time
Come now altogether in Sound of Music time :
Crowbars and hacksaws and bullet proof jackets
Unshaven baddies and all of their rackets . . . more
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December 30, 2007 02:20 PM EST --
Buying Squash
by Marianne McNamara
I saw her at Cub three days before Christmas,
looking for black-green scalloped winter squash,
no different from any other busy woman
heading . . . more
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September 06, 2006 05:31 PM EDT --
Watch her now
she stares into the light, it entrances
hypnotizes her mind.
Shes numb, dazed and lost in amazment of the daily
trance.
She breaths in the fire, an old awerness is
rekindeled.
As . . . more
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