Long Staff of life Poems

"Our father which art in heaven,  hallowed be  your name.
Your kingdom come. Your will be done on earth as it is on
Heaven. Give  us this day our daily bread. And forgive us...

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Author's note: After recently reading Elizabeth McCann's piece "Life and Everything", I was reminded of this piece that I put together some years ago. These are some "catchphrases" that I have encountered on my journey...

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Hosed Again!
By Tom
8/1/2006

The water flows quickly through my 5/8’s hose
Seeking passage as raindrops or even fine spray.
Till it gets to the nozzle which I quickly close
For I control the output, same as every other day.

Having...

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Thank You for the Music - Coda

Companion on my journey
Abided with me 
In the anthems of delicate dawn -
Mornings of mauve and lilac light,
Octaves of afternoons in amber reflection,
Serenades of slumber’s silver reveries -
The melody...

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Thank You for the Music

Companions on my journey
Surround me in anthems -
When the dawn rises up,
In afternoons of reflection,
In slumber’s reveries -
Melodies
Always embracing me
Asking only breath
In canticles and choruses –
 Paeans and in psalms –
...

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How strange life is. It circles round, stands end on end
Distorts the view, then plays the music back again
I remember how he would tiptoe in, from a warm and downy bed
He would wink at me,...

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I sprinkled dry yeast in warm water
And watched it bubble up,
Then cracked open a fresh laid egg
On the edge of a measuring cup.

I dumped in a helping of all-purpose flour,
A little oil, a pinch of...

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Fare waits upon the table— hard and fluid kind:
three glasses filled with golden liquid, shards of ice;
another two- the amber-colored flow, defined
and clear, no ice, their smooth opacity concise.
Supported are four slices—lightly toasted bread
that stand...

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How amazing that
The merest scent
Wafting through the air
Can transport 
Through time and space
To places remembered,
And allow 
For the re-creation
Of poignant moments.

The smell of
Fresh baked bread 
Takes me to my
Mother’s kitchen table,
Surrounded by siblings
And neighbor kids
All...

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Good earth to bring forth flax and grain
Cover to protect from the sun's rays
To fill my larder, to keep out the rain
A place for me at the end of my days

A breeze to cool and...

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In the gloomy world of loneliness
My mind roamed like untended sheep
It must have taken a flight to Alaska                 ...

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So, this  is where the sheaves were hauled
Where corn was husked, and seeds were hulled

So, this is where the meal was ground,
until the clock ran down

Round and round
a donkey bound
Asleep, awake.  By night...

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The falling rain is heaven-sent
from heavy clouds- its deluge meant
to quench the earth, each leaf, and tree!
Oh water, how we welcome thee.

From bubbling streams to lakes and seas
you bolster life to live with ease.
Immersed- our...

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Hailed through the ages as the staff of life,
It takes many forms in each town and fief.
There's white bread and brown bread, biscuits and scones,
And hoe cakes and muffins, crescents and corn pone.

When setting a...

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Hailed through the ages as the staff of life,
It takes many forms in each town and fief.
There's white bread and brown bread, biscuits and scones,
And hoe cakes and muffins, crescents and corn pone.

When setting a...

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                                  Homemade...

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