Poetry from the Writer of Light

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Thursday, January 4, 2007

HOUSE OF CARDS

HOUSE OF CARDS God is more present to us than anything or anyone else. That Presence yearns to define your reality. Lose awareness of that Presence and your reality loses its deepest joy; everything else crashes in like a flood that would fill your soul with sorrows. Just as all the Earth is... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, January 3, 2007

POEM FOR DARRYL STRAWBERRY

POEM FOR DARRYL STRAWBERRY On his appearance before a judge for drug charges, November, 2000 Shackled superstar stands before the judge, says in even tones that life hasn’t been worth living, that he wants to die but, for the sake of his children, not by his own hand. I remember, Darryl, your rookie... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, January 2, 2007

HAIKU #16

HAIKU #16 All Saints Day candles lit, names recited, baby coos, circle complete. ©T. Patrick Berry Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, January 1, 2007

THESE WORDS

THESE WORDS “People want action, not words.” - House Minority Leader Richard Gephardt, July 22, 2002, commenting on President George W. Bush’s remarks on the 2002 stock market slump These words are mystery and plainness, the dusk betweenness of day and night where both are present, where neither is... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, December 29, 2006

NO MATTER WHAT

NO MATTER WHAT No matter what - these words will flow, these days will pass, this life will live. No matter what - I will love and be loved, I will weep and laugh, I will live and die. No matter what - seasons of all sorts will follow each other, circles in circles through which I dance No matter... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, December 27, 2006

HAIKU #17

HAIKU #17 Snowflakes, like words, weigh nothing - but millions can bring down a strong roof. ©T. Patrick Berry Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, December 23, 2006

TWO DOGS AND A SQUIRREL AT ADVENT

TWO DOGS AND A SQUIRREL AT ADVENT Two dogs have treed a squirrel. It sits, chittering, on a branch of falling golden leaves. They yelp and whine, breath steaming in the sun. With all of canine wanting, they want the squirrel. The one dog prances and barks, rushing the tree, paws to trunk, wanting... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, December 21, 2006

TEST OF MANHOOD

TEST OF MANHOOD (For my brother-in-law and his entertainment center) “Here, you try it,” the vanquished said to me, handing me an object after failing to control the beast that lay smugly before us in its wooden cave, gazing dispassionately at us through its one great square dark eye. The poor... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, December 20, 2006

HAIKU #19

HAIKU #19 For an especially good reading during a storm Poems so strong that night even the storm gales spoke - verse free as north wind. ©T. Patrick Berry Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, December 19, 2006

CLEAR DAWN AFTER SNOWSTORM

CLEAR DAWN AFTER SNOWSTORM Morning breaks - but not with lilting hymnal softness. An arctic blue sky morning after a night of snow doesn’t break; it explodes into the senses as with cymbals as if each glittering refraction from ice and snow were sounding fanfares. © T. Patrick Berry Sign in to see full entry.

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