Avocation Poems - Poems about Avocation

Adept Anglophone pines to learn Yiddish as a second language

...Adept Anglophone pines to learn Yiddish as a second language

When alive colorful turns of phrases
uttered courtesy my father or mother
whose ability to describe a situation
perfectly verbalized...

He Captured Childhood

...He captured childhood, never let it go,
Sidestepped the potholes of “growing up”
Never forgot that ice cream is better when shared
Popsicles meant to be broken in two
Throwing stones in the pond ...

Since English language my mother tongue, no surprise

...Since English language my mother tongue, no surprise...

etymology encurtains, encompasses,
and encapsulates healthy fixation
why I can spend countless hours
engrossed with printed material
cou...

Thankful Once Again For My Ability To Dance

...May we be blessed to acknowledge all the wonders in our life
that have, for us, thus far accrued…
and to begin each day with a word of thanks…
and thoughts of gratitude.

Today I’m once again th...

The Old Shovel

...You bring me back to yesterday, 
You awaken a bond, 
Memories stream through me, 
I’m at the shore of a crashing sea. 

Gardening was his delight, 
He sojourned in that light, 
You dug through...

Fork Git About Spooner Hiz Ham

...Fork git about spooner hiz ham

And join (singing the words 
in the next paragraph) whether alone
in a traffic jam
basting, cooking, then eating a lamb
prepared by thee missus
a superb culinar...

It Surround Us

...Whatever is good is God.
Whomever chooses to be bad is just evil
So let the foul pollute himself.
Whomever continues to lie let them lie
bad liars must have good memories:
Today, my avocation is...

Now, I Am a Writer

... 
Before ... I was a poetry writer,
I was a little girl story-writer,
though bullied-  I became a life fighter,
and found a release.

With words there was total liberation,
and wri...

Recipe - Rescue Me

...her avocation ...

  cooking... now her vocation ...  

    ~ farewell ... vacations...

Tractors For Russia

...walking the way of the freckle face boy
one and only one verdict comes to mind
nobody knows who is calling the shots
various factions reluctant to spill the beans
well things have a force of thei...

A Child Says Mama

...A child says “mama”
in a crowded store
Six young women turn their heads 
As do two older women 
Who have not heard “mama” in a long time
“Mama” is an instinct, a calling, an avocation, a mission...

Implementing Chops To Acquire Self Survival

...speculative fictional account
courtesy yours truly interpretation
impossible mission to surmount
tooling topographic factors,
solving quadratic equations, 
rubik's cube generally tantamount.

...

Art Lives In My Heart

...Art lives in my heart
She whirls and twirls with happiness
She wakes me up and puts a canvas in my hands
Causing me to want to get up three hours earlier than I need to leave for work

Art means...

I Cannot Imagine My Life Without Painting

...I have an art studio in the back of my garage.
It lures me in on a daily basis – hours before and after work.
My hobby fills me with joy and satisfaction.
I feel completed, validated, and beloved ...

Tom Brown Tracks Down Apple Varieties

...His name was Tom, he was an engineer.
This was not his calling, it is amazingly clear.
He stumbled upon apples at a market one day.
And he said “listen to me, right away!”

There are lost apples...

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