Long Kilmer Poems

Randomling 1:  Matthew Macfadyen

I believe I'm in love with Matthew Macfadyen
He inspires in me a terribly bad yen
But as poetry goes
His name 'spires woes
Cause nothing rhymes with "Macfadyen”.


Randomling 2: Birthday Wishes
  
For my birthday,...

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For years I've tried to figure out
The tree Joyce Kilmer wrote about.
Was it an oak, or maybe elm?
What was it so appealed to him
That gives his simple poem so much clout?

He thought that he would...

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Yes, my dear, you know,
You are my source of joy, rejuvenation, hope
I need your emotion spread onto my life,
I need your heart to sing among the darkness surrounding
Do not let our words run dry
Together, in...

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How Pale the Poem!
(An Echo Poem) (1)

Are poems lovely as night's stars?
Aren't all more fireflies viewed in jars?
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Faint points of light man barely sees
now (gift of Science) galaxies,

are strung on necklaces like beads.
Star deaths the...

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Determined to read and plant the seed fast
   to emulate poets of the present and past.
I staked the library display Whitman, Kilmer, Frost, unnamed arrays
   including Sandberg and St. Vincent Millay.
It...

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?I thought that I would never see
Another macho man like me.
Ex-green Beret and Airborne Ranger,
Who never shirked in face of danger.	
But that ancient myth was soon dissolved,
When my wife asked me to get involved,
And accompany...

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Joyce Kilmer began his now famous poem:
I think that I shall never see…a poem as lovely as a tree
and the older I grow…the more I walk among them…
the more with Mr. Kilmer I agree

His beautifully...

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When I was yet in grade school, my teacher gave to me,
a task I thought most surely would be the death of me.
She ordered me to write a verse, in any style I chose,
I will...

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First version

I hope that I will seldom be
On some sinking ship that's on the sea;

A ship whose captain and whose crew
Have found much better things to do

Than stay and try to rescue me
From going down...

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Thoreau found solace in his pond…trees made Joyce Kilmer quiver
but yesterday I found our comfort…floating on the river.

We paddled and floated in our kayaks…you know…boats…the quiet kind
gladly leaving our computers and technology behind.

If we wanted...

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Alfred Joyce Kilmer Tribute ''Trees'' via rehash VIDEO presentation:

Alfred Joyce Kilmer, penned name, 'Joyce Kilmer,'
was killed by a sniper's bullet in WWI at 31 years old,
20   July   30,   1918....

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I think that I shall never see a poem lovely as a tree*
although the poem you wrote for me
celebrating the anniversary
of my sixtieth year 
oh how I wish I could hear
your voice as you read...

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I have read a few authors within my days
some, of which, you may all know.
I hope to share them with you all
to help your knowledge grow.

Many an author has crossed my path
like Elliott, Bronte and...

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I think that I
        shall never see, 
A poem as lovely
        as a tree,
The sun thus shine
    ...

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She was the shrink
I was crazy
Depressed is the clinical name
All I wanted was a blood bath
With me as the victim
Perhaps a leap from a tall building (I’m afraid of heights)
Or a good old fashion hanging...

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I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree—
A belle crooning nature’s glee,
Splendorous as seasons’ glory.

A ballad of resplendent spring
In stanzas cherry-blossom pink
Uplifting moods of lovers
Lost in heart-shaped leaves
Fluttering soft lavender breeze
Arousing...

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Did you ever read the greats? 
Whitman, Browning, Frost, Fitzgerald, Kilmer, Wilde, McKuen, St. Vincent Millay just to name a few.

 You know the well known names and the lesser ones as well I'm sure,...

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I think I may have puzzled out
The tree Joyce Kilmer's poem's about.
That it's an oak is in my head,
But now she's old and nearly dead.
Her roots are dry,
Her branches bent,
Her breast by cruel lightning rent.
Her...

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THE FATE OF FUTURE

A romp of childhood, descending my steep driveway, to the bus.
My urgent path lit dimly, filled with compacted snow, shoveled

with steel blades. I wearing a woolen coat, always late.
Still on time, before...

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Well, Sir Ralph:   You've challenged me to my very first taggin' game!
I doubt very much that this verse will win a Pulitzer Prize er bring me fame,
But, hopefully, it might light in the...

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No Poem Is Lovely As  A Tree

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.*
Each season's trees, a rare delight.
A stalwart friend both day and night.

Our home is built from strongest...

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”I think that I shall never see
A poem as lovely as a tree. 
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree."

Joyce Kilmer

I think it’s as Joyce Kilmer wrote
on trees so...

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A poem lovely as an ocean,
God created words that were spoken.

An ocean's sapphire blue length and breadth,
In its womb creatures play in its depth.

An ocean's play upon the waves tease,
I can breathe God's ocean briny...

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I long to write a poem with lasting impact
One to be remembered long after I’m gone
Simple, realistic, meaningful, not abstract
Probably from a real-life experience drawn.

One to be remembered long after I’m gone
A poem recited by...

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PoetryForm:Apostrophe						                        				
Oh, Joyce
(A salute to Joyce Kilmer)

How could you know of molten...

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