Tag: poetry
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October 03, 2006 11:43 PM EDT --
Home Movie Night
Grainy images
Flicker on the pearled backdrop
Set up by grandpa
Who found a projector bulb
And saved a time-worn relic
Copyright 2006 Jim Ross
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October 22, 2006 12:00 PM EDT --
The Moment I Knew
A hillside in fall,
A stroll through showering trees,
Small talk and laughter
Fill the loving panoply,
Fixed by a glance that stops time
Copyright 2006 Jim Ross
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October 06, 2006 02:30 AM EDT --
I was handed a copy of the page in the owner's journal for the day he named and christened his new skiff in 1941. Here is the relevant part:
"She took to the Mendocino coastline like she'd . . . more
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November 15, 2007 09:25 PM EST --
oh, i wish you all could have seen the faces of these wonderful women in my book club. awe, respect, intense concentration, sympathy, tears - beryl moved us all to such joy and wonder...but i digress. . . . more
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January 01, 2007 02:52 PM EST --
Dedicated to the efforts of the Tournament of Roses
The new year awoke
To a pan flute giving birth
To a rose-strewn way--
Crystalline--golden sun rays
Touch life's celebration
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January 23, 2008 12:14 AM EST --
(This poem is dedicated to my fellow founding Gather Guides, who I consider to be my dear friends. I wish them nothing but the best as we move on from our Gather Guide . . . more
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October 04, 2006 12:31 AM EDT --
The year is 1935, six years since talkies took moviegoers by cacophony, and 101 Ranch rider turned silent silver screen cowboy, Tom Mix made the serial, Miracle Rider for young matinee viewers. By today's . . . more
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October 20, 2006 01:17 AM EDT --
Labors of Hera
The first dreadful steps
In scuffed brown shoes with scant soles
Down the light-starved lane
Into the glare of daylight
He names himself Hercules
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October 28, 2006 08:30 PM EDT --
Roborant Gem
Ruby--
Ruddy healer
Of Southeast Asian birth
Sparks vitality and passion,
Bright red
Copyright 2006 Jim Ross
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June 01, 2007 08:39 AM EDT --
The night before last, I saw a glimpse of the past
and beheld in my gaze the days of my youth
The night before last I gathered the dust
that had been swept beneath my bed
And held it in my hands
The . . . more
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February 17, 2007 12:57 PM EST --
Sculpture
By erosion
From gales and splintery ice
Hallmarks the gnarled bristlecone pine
Presence
Copyright 2007 Jim Ross
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July 30, 2007 02:29 PM EDT --
We travel this same road
but for awhile;
Still, we hold hands
and smile
for the times we cared,
the times we shared,
the times we dared
to laugh
to cry
to drink
to dance,
to hug
and flirt, . . . more
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November 23, 2007 05:03 PM EST --
To put behind our differences and get on with the business of our marriage;
Was it when the cat died and we reft into two, the summer you left for the mountains to a cabin by yourself, in search . . . more
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October 24, 2006 12:16 PM EDT --
Jacko's Pied
First Jacko is knifed,
Repeated until he smiles
With blocky orange teeth,
Then candles flame in his head,
And now the poor fellow's pied!
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October 28, 2006 04:09 AM EDT --
One Dog's Toy
A wallet
Rests with my dog
Beneath a granite stone
Because he liked to play with it
And me
Copyright 2006 Jim Ross
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October 31, 2006 01:55 AM EST --
It is only fair that Jacko's romantically sad, saga of martyrdom be completed; it has taken us from his bucolic vegetative state, to his artistic demise and subsequent firey frightfulness, to . . . more
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November 05, 2006 03:36 AM EST --
Not So Ghostly Town
There is nothing ghostly
About the graves
Of people from many lands
Who came for wealth
But only found
Their senseless bodies
Committed to the ground,
Leaving themselves . . . more
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November 15, 2006 12:09 PM EST --
He was detained by many things in this life but never by his mind. Unfettered now by life's tyrannical obstacles his attitude remains affectionately embedded in my memory. Woe be to the celestial critter . . . more
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February 24, 2007 04:21 AM EST --
In the Midst of Life:
Lift his cover and take note,
An occurrence there.
Copyright 2007 Jim Ross
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February 26, 2008 02:05 PM EST --
(This poem is dedicated to Laura Mercer. Her beautiful poetry and stunning art never ceases to amaze me. This poem is what I see when I read and view her work.)
Ethereal, . . . more
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