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by burdick
Sun Aug 19, 2012 12:28 pm
Forum: Workshop/Critiques Wanted
Topic: Tablet
Replies: 4
Views: 1485

Re: Tablet

hmmmmmm.......
by burdick
Sun Aug 19, 2012 3:39 am
Forum: Workshop/Critiques Wanted
Topic: Tablet
Replies: 4
Views: 1485

Re: Tablet

ah friend heinzs, I was wondering when someone would work it out.
(a numbr of mistakes in it, but it took too much effort to fix)
my new passion is buying , cleaning, and identifing anceint coins....I did well in ancient greek in college (long ago), and so the form was formed.
jim
by burdick
Mon Aug 06, 2012 3:55 am
Forum: Workshop/Critiques Wanted
Topic: Ruined Moon
Replies: 3
Views: 1323

Re: Ruined Moon

just playing around, friend heinze
by burdick
Sun Jun 03, 2012 9:31 am
Forum: Workshop/Critiques Wanted
Topic: Tablet
Replies: 4
Views: 1485

Tablet

SPRING PASSED ALL TOO QUICKLY*RAINSCAME A LL TOO EARLY*NONEEDT HENTOTARRY*RUSHTO B E ANDMERRY* SUMMER SOFTLY OPENED BEING*LAIGUELIBIRDSON GSCRADLED PENDING*CA REFREEJOYOUIS CHILDRE N PLAYING*WARMLY LOV EING PARENTS CARING* NIGHTS GROW LONGERD ARKER LEAFS FALL GOLD ENCLETTER*THEWORLDSL OWLYSOFTER*WE ...
by burdick
Sun May 13, 2012 3:37 am
Forum: Seeking the Spiritual
Topic: Shadow fall
Replies: 1
Views: 494

Shadow fall

When the sunset paints the sky fiery red, Turn your back on it. Look! The shadowfall. Blue flows to indigo. Black, purple spread. Venus comes quietly at darkness’ call. As the sun retires, comes a cool moist breeze. The flowers close, the cat stretches awake. Mysterious movement among the trees. Ren...
by burdick
Sun May 13, 2012 3:35 am
Forum: In Tribute
Topic: James Paul Donahue, Jr. (1915-1966)
Replies: 0
Views: 1277

James Paul Donahue, Jr. (1915-1966)

If Jimmy didn’t have friends on Monday
He did have unlimited wealth,
Francis Spellman and late mass on Sunday,
And a Duchess, not quite to himself.

His anthem was “Hello Dolly”
And mischief was his game.
No children from his follies
And few came to his grave
by burdick
Sun May 13, 2012 3:33 am
Forum: General Poetry
Topic: A song to First Nations
Replies: 0
Views: 259

A song to First Nations

Why are you angry, my people? The bitter bile of despair poisons. Point upwards like a churches’ steeple Rejoice, as at a birth of a first son. Wail not for the old days They are gone with the stink of the dead. Bath with pride in the sun’s rays And look upon those who have wed. Who can go to a pow-...
by burdick
Sun May 13, 2012 3:28 am
Forum: Workshop/Critiques Wanted
Topic: By the fireside
Replies: 1
Views: 988

By the fireside

A vase of heliotrope
Sits mysterious and dark,
Wrapped in its’ fragrance.
Silent, still, solitaire
Hidden on a table
Frozen in time and space
A presence in my life
And
Captures my quiet soul.
by burdick
Sat May 12, 2012 11:29 am
Forum: Workshop/Critiques Wanted
Topic: Ode to a black spot on my toe
Replies: 3
Views: 1316

Re: Ode to a black spot on my toe

ah yes, friend heinzs, since it was lost, I dusted it off and put it in.......good memory!
by burdick
Sat May 12, 2012 3:35 am
Forum: Workshop/Critiques Wanted
Topic: Ruined Moon
Replies: 3
Views: 1323

Ruined Moon

Melancholy morose moon,
Of which poets can whine;
Ruminate required ruin,
A wilted flower find!

Poetry poses poof
For creeps and geeks to talk.
Languishing loudly lewd.
Oh woe, let’s take a walk!
by burdick
Sat May 12, 2012 3:34 am
Forum: General Poetry
Topic: Lake song
Replies: 1
Views: 270

Lake song

The songs that lakes sing let me now unfold. Different tunes and colorful rhythms. Some, like Lake Winnipeg, are clear and cold With cutting blue sky and white sand beach. Warm, dark, and punctuated with bird songs Is Tana. Where Gala float on reed boats And the leopard hunts where his prey belongs....
by burdick
Sat May 12, 2012 3:32 am
Forum: In Tribute
Topic: Tafari Makonnen (1892- ?)
Replies: 0
Views: 1327

Tafari Makonnen (1892- ?)

At nineteen he became Ras Tafri, At thirty-eight “Might of the Trinity”. In 1936 he was a cipher… Then, the conquering lion of Judah! He died, I am told, in a parking lot But then does any human truly die? For all I know, he still enjoys his wat. Who knows the location of Mount Zion? While his new f...
by burdick
Sat May 12, 2012 3:30 am
Forum: Funny Business
Topic: Seven to nine
Replies: 0
Views: 645

Seven to nine

A bright white light might give sight
But it is hard to delight despite
Being tight and quite contrite,
If one fights polite hype and stage fright.
by burdick
Sat May 12, 2012 3:29 am
Forum: Seeking the Spiritual
Topic: Flawed Gnostic
Replies: 1
Views: 548

Flawed Gnostic

You see, I know almost exactly when: Sunday, April second, six A.M. “Almost “, I said. A meaty word again… a year, in the past, the future? Amen Why not a Rosy Cross? A Blinding Light? Perhaps God has a strange fractal humor? What good is the gift of the second sight If one is not given facts for th...
by burdick
Fri May 11, 2012 4:06 am
Forum: In Tribute
Topic: To a dog
Replies: 1
Views: 1574

To a dog

Yogi was the kid’s dog , but they grew up. A big dog mix, nothing special to him. Then, with age, his joints started freezing up And we were just unable to ease his pain. One wet cold rainy grey day, he wanted “out” Did his duty, and in pain slipped in the mud. He just could not rise…beyond any doub...

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