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by burdick
Fri May 11, 2012 4:04 am
Forum: General Poetry
Topic: Grandkids at lake
Replies: 2
Views: 383

Grandkids at lake

Walk to the lake. Be careful of stones! The water looks great! Splash and scream. Run out of the lake. Bounce from stone to stone! Grandpa says wait! Throw water on him. Jump off the dock. Splash everybody! Climb the rock. Scream…listen to echo. Run on the beach. Kick the water! I’ve got a leech! Sc...
by burdick
Fri May 11, 2012 4:03 am
Forum: Briefs:
Topic: Squirrels
Replies: 0
Views: 698

Squirrels

Soft gray fur, hustle!
Plunder, destroy my good fruit.
Wicked thieves are swift
by burdick
Fri May 11, 2012 4:02 am
Forum: Workshop/Critiques Wanted
Topic: Religion
Replies: 0
Views: 788

Religion

The price of faith and hope is religion
In the same way “the price of love is grief”*.
It is quite true, that there is no free lunch
And no rich man is without a thief.





*H.M.
by burdick
Fri May 11, 2012 4:00 am
Forum: Seeking the Spiritual
Topic: Questions
Replies: 1
Views: 585

Questions

The frantic youthful quest of the word “who” Is painfully real, pushing the words out. Much is found in relationships to rue And life as an isolate leads to doubt. After a mate is found, the question is “what”, Choices unlimited and confusing… Seek safety and money, or let it rot? Leaves one often t...
by burdick
Thu May 10, 2012 3:53 am
Forum: Workshop/Critiques Wanted
Topic: Fear
Replies: 0
Views: 811

Fear

Fear is ancient wisdom, past its’ prime. Anger arms us with foolish courage, While love gives strength the Other to find And hate creates a black hole of death. Reason seeks what philosophers call truth And logic acts as her handmaiden. Freedom sets the questing being loose. Existence expands explos...
by burdick
Thu May 10, 2012 3:52 am
Forum: General Poetry
Topic: White Hunter
Replies: 3
Views: 474

White Hunter

I dreamed I was a safari hunter In 1952 in Ethiopia. When I was the pampered son Of an Imperial Director. I went from Amara land To those dry plains of the Gala, And there, on the back of a van I stood with a rifle. First into a screaming flock of Guineas For our evening meal, And then to the leapin...
by burdick
Thu May 10, 2012 3:49 am
Forum: Funny Business
Topic: Little Joe Poet
Replies: 1
Views: 744

Little Joe Poet

I sang this little ditty
I thought it was rather pretty
Humming upon the way.
Along came a critic
Who was somewhat cynic?
And frightened my muse away.
by burdick
Thu May 10, 2012 3:48 am
Forum: General Poetry
Topic: Bird watcher
Replies: 1
Views: 314

Bird watcher

Long ago, but not so far away You could search and never find a bluebird. Then people started making houses for them to stay. And they returned. Any hawk flying was a target to shoot down. For grandma’s egg-money bought feed sacks To make colorful and cool cotton gowns. But we found not all were chi...
by burdick
Wed May 09, 2012 4:13 am
Forum: Workshop/Critiques Wanted
Topic: Waking in winter
Replies: 2
Views: 1166

Waking in winter

We wake in winter darkness, Lacking bird song or trite sound. Dull gray the morning light dawns, Wet slush on the porch is found. I age even faster now, Joints are stiff, my back is bent. Fruit trees bear no promises Branches from the oak are rent. Oh woe! Time flees but still drags. Tasks undone wa...
by burdick
Wed May 09, 2012 4:11 am
Forum: Briefs:
Topic: Autumn, many years ago
Replies: 1
Views: 783

Autumn, many years ago

Wood smoke
Makes my eyes smart
The first night of light frost
Wet leaves smolder white veils for trees.
Fall song.
by burdick
Wed May 09, 2012 4:10 am
Forum: Seeking the Spiritual
Topic: Tanka U
Replies: 2
Views: 1023

Tanka U

For the sky so blue
A lilac bloom in springtime
Floating yellow butterfly,
Warm summer lake to swim in,
The pure white of a snowflake.
by burdick
Tue May 08, 2012 3:30 am
Forum: Workshop/Critiques Wanted
Topic: Objects in Time/space
Replies: 0
Views: 824

Objects in Time/space

An old man reflects upon his childhood… Some few favored things have endured his life. He holds a gaudy Japan vase with care That he can still see through his boyish sight. A three-legged iron kettle hangs in display That once his father used for popping corn, And his great-grandmother used for farm...
by burdick
Tue May 08, 2012 3:29 am
Forum: General Poetry
Topic: Blue jay
Replies: 0
Views: 284

Blue jay

This loud, proud ruler of the trees
Wears muted blue, gray, white, and black.
His movement is sure for all to see,
His shrill voice a ruckus calliope.
by burdick
Tue May 08, 2012 3:28 am
Forum: Funny Business
Topic: Tarry a while, so fair thou art.
Replies: 0
Views: 674

Tarry a while, so fair thou art.

Stop! Full stop. Stopping here? Stage notes: watch Danny Kayes’ movie in which he does punctuation with sound. Use his sound for all punctuation. In addition, on the first line, hold up one finger…the second, two….and the last three. End with a Kaye elaborate bow so that all will know that the end h...
by burdick
Tue May 08, 2012 3:27 am
Forum: Seeking the Spiritual
Topic: A moment mourned
Replies: 1
Views: 668

A moment mourned

In sun and shade a fat bumblebee seeks. Sweet grasses and crushed flowers scent the air. Freezing snow retreats to far distant peaks. White flees from colors of red and blue rare. I think of a moment lost in my past, An enlightenment from insight or disorder. Brilliant clean light, timeless peace go...

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