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Penguin Poems: August 2011
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A loving, sidelong glance at ordinary life. Tuesday, August 30, 2011. None of us are ready. None of us are ready. Tonight. We float in a. As the tide washes us. None of us are ready. And yet it is time. We. One hand upon the stars. As a new voice sings bright. None of us are ready,. Our arms still tangled in. Each other’s hair, we lift. This wet thing to our chest. And say, “This is a gift. None of us are ready. To receive.” And it’s true. Is chastened before such. None of us are ready,. Sunday, August 2...
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Penguin Poems: November 2011
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A loving, sidelong glance at ordinary life. Tuesday, November 29, 2011. What if Jesus had been a union man,. And his twelve disciples had all been plumbers? Or tool-and-die guys, or even. Imagine the parables that might have been told. Of leaking U-bends, and toner cartridges. Found at the back of the supply cupboard,. Right behind the post-its and motivational t-shirts. His mother would have run the show. For sure – along with all the other stalwarts. Who had paid their dues over the years. Some long-de...
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Penguin Poems: December 2011
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A loving, sidelong glance at ordinary life. Tuesday, December 20, 2011. Reading the paper placemat at Colombo’s). Start at the heel of the boot,. At the sumptuously-named Lecce,. And run your finger around the graceful. Toe, beaded with Sicilian heat. Move slowly upwards, pausing at the knee. To genuflect at the Holy City, then on. To gaze in awe at the high-swept sinews. Of the landscape leading up to Assisi. Come around the thigh, taking time to. Taste the savors of Bologna, Parma, Genoa,. Upwards by t...
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Penguin Poems: Coming through in the clutch - Live Video
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A loving, sidelong glance at ordinary life. Monday, April 16, 2012. Coming through in the clutch - Live Video. Here's a true (ish) story - performed live at Elkhart's b on the River. In March 2012. My mother was present for the show, so I couldn't resist. She's an amazing woman! I had a hard time getting the vid to play until i popped it out in youtube.fyi.for anyone coming bhind me. April 17, 2012 at 5:07 PM. Weird - sorry about that! April 17, 2012 at 6:08 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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The Spirit of a Child | AECHOES from the Heartland
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AECHOES from the Heartland. Like the rustle of the wind in the leaves, the echos from the heart, home calls from within. The Spirit of a Child. The spirit of a child is a fragile thing. It thrives on freedom, but requires boundaries. Yearns after adventure,. But needs the nearness of a parent. The spirit of a child is a fragile thing. And sometimes I wonder why God. Should have entrusted each one. To the care of such rank amateurs. Did He not know we were barely free. Of our own childhood? Fill in your d...
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AND GOD CREATED | AECHOES from the Heartland
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AECHOES from the Heartland. Like the rustle of the wind in the leaves, the echos from the heart, home calls from within. THE LITTLE GIRLS’ ROOM. Creators and Success →. I have been a fan of astronomy and science all my life and have followed the discoveries in the field of astronomy and physics with great interest. There have been great strides made in these fields due to the advent of the Hubble telescope and its newer counterparts that are even stronger and more capable of fine tuning what they see.
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WHY, JESUS? | AECHOES from the Heartland
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AECHOES from the Heartland. Like the rustle of the wind in the leaves, the echos from the heart, home calls from within. The Spirit of a Child →. 1 Why did you feed them, Jesus? Why did you give them bread? Did you do it to prove your Kingship. Or to show God was not dead? Why did you feed them, Jesus? Why did you give them bread? I fed them when they were hungry. Because I love them so. I fed and I feed their hunger. I’ve been hungry myself, you know. 2 Why did you heal them, Jesus? You are commenting u...
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AECHOES from the Heartland | Like the rustle of the wind in the leaves, the echos from the heart, home calls from within. | Page 2
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AECHOES from the Heartland. Like the rustle of the wind in the leaves, the echos from the heart, home calls from within. Newer posts →. Are you a people watcher? It’s a great hobby. I’m not talking about being a busy body who wants to know what every neighbor is doing or keeping up on the latest gossip. People watching helps pass the time in waiting rooms, airports or while sitting in the mall waiting for someone who does not keep track of time. What would she do if he did? Luckily for her or perhaps in ...
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Penguin Poems: Something worth saving (the Octain Refrain)
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A loving, sidelong glance at ordinary life. Thursday, April 12, 2012. Something worth saving (the Octain Refrain). Before you start to save my soul. From hell, it’s hardly worth it yet. There so much life I want to get. To, if you’d spare the time. Is this: to take a week to break. I want to roll. Back here, sky-high on being whole,. Before you start to save my soul. Sometime last year, I ran into the poetic work of Luke Prater. He writes a great blog under the title. The rhyme scheme is as follows:.
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Penguin Poems: 1967
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A loving, sidelong glance at ordinary life. Monday, March 19, 2012. The Summer of Love,. I bit my baby-sitter. Big smile. Thanks! March 19, 2012 at 6:44 PM. Whatever youre into ;). March 20, 2012 at 9:37 AM. Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger. March 20, 2012 at 3:28 PM. Haha that was the summer I was born. March 20, 2012 at 4:50 PM. Haha I hope you got over that. March 20, 2012 at 5:39 PM. Im not even going to ask what youre biting now! March 20, 2012 at 6:08 PM. Hanow that is love for sure. Maybe we all exist.
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