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It was the Nebraska Corn Huskers annual spring game
When near the end they called out Jack Hoffman's name
A seven year old boy on treatment break from a brain tumor
And today he was going to get the ball and run for an amazing score
Running onto the field 60,00 fans up on their feet
Everyone sensing they were about to see something neat
As Taylor Martinez set his line and turned around to little Jack
With a field of dreams ahead he said okay now you're my running back
Handing him the ball he quickly ran left than scooted back to the right
And on that field their were twenty one other men who joined in with his fight
Making a break into a clearing seeing a whole lot of daylight just ahead
My soul so awake the whole crowd cheering for of all them now he had lead
Over the goal line and carried away in a boisterous parade of celebration
Oh how Jack did shine even with all of the problems that he was facing
I'm glad I got to pray for that little boy hopefully many others do too
Such a special gift in sensing joy in just knowing throughout that it is certainly true
Search: Jack Hoffman Cornhusker
HIDDEN
On mountain top
none made a stop.
Sublime solitude all around.
Hard rigid rock
stubborn block
with wild glossy grasses
and all dry feral masses
prayed for noise and sound.
Peak left abandoned
No stone even turned
Neither animals wandered
nor birds ventured.
Traces of human steps not found.
Gentle breeze touching in gay,
Sun greeting with bright ray
can’t console rigid rock.
It longed for sound to knock.
Tiring monotony knew no bound.
A team of mountaineers came to trek.
Jubilant guys shout and break
peace and calmness
over all silence,
prevailing perfect and profound.
Cheerful guys played and wished to prolong
danced in frolic mood, sang song
screaming and clamor
in joyful glamour.
Noise of the crowd
running too loud.
Their laughter, yells yielded echo all around.
Hard heart of rigid rock melted in pleasure
discovering great glorious treasure,
now exact time to measure.
Instant responsive hidden echo in its surround
12/12/15
The Creative Collective Anthology Series Contest by Geraldine Taylor
Re-edited on 02/15/20
Third Place
Second Place
' "H"-Contest Old or New
by Constance La France
Mother Nature
I gaze at the beauty of my surroundings
I am thankful and realize I'm truly blessed.
I call on Mother Nature's Divine energy
And Breathe it in deeply, way down into my chest.
I feel her energy coursing through me
Recharging and clearing as it goes
Helping me to unblock and release
my fears, worries and all life's many woes.
I call upon Grandmother moon,
God, Mother Earth and Father Sky
For Their signs and lessons teach me so much
annd Help me understand the many reasons why
You can see our Grandmother moon,
shining brightly within the nights sky
She controls the element of water
The water in our bodies and the oceans tides
Mother Nature is a very powerful being
Though Sometimes quite unstable she can be
With earthquakes, tornados and tsunamis
And wildfires that tend to burn uncontrollably
She also gives us many wonders
Such awe inspiring sights to see
Waterfalls, pyramids and glaciers,
and some that have never been seen.
The support that mother nature gives me
Is something I could never truly repay
But there is something that I can do
And that's to be grateful for each new day.
-Mary Taylor
4/8/2020
Springsteen has his Jersey girls,
But I don’t belong there.
When Bon Jovi takes the stage,
I would just feel wrong there.
Randy Newman’s songs are great
And I love Paul Simon.
Billy Joel does justice to
His lyrics’ perfect rhymin’.
Carole King can nail a tune
And I dig Tom Petty.
If James Taylor is performing,
Get me there – I’m ready.
Yet there’s someone who can cause
My blood to percolate
When she belts a melody –
I’m talkin’ Bonnie Raitt.
Sorta country, kinda rock;
Deep and rich and bluesy.
Every note and word she sings
Is sure to be a doozy.
When I catch her on CD,
The radio or stage,
She still sounds as good to me
As she did half her age.
Keep on groovin’, Bonnie Raitt
And let your music soar;
‘Cause when I hear your magic voice,
I want to hear some more.
For the "What Songwriter Inspires You? contest - Bonnie Raitt
Schools are closed, there is no mail
And stores hold special sales.
To honor our first president,
That’s what this day entails.
Though technically, our 16th prez
Is celebrated, too.
To make a Monday holiday,
That’s what they chose to do.
The 40-something other men
Who served the USA
As presidents were not awarded
Their own special day.
So sorry Adams, Jefferson,
James Madison, Monroe,
John Quincy Adams, Jackson
And Van Buren – all are no.
Poor Harrison and Tyler,
Polk and Taylor, Pierce and Grant,
Fillmore, Johnson and Buchanan,
Hayes and Garfield – no, you can’t.
Arthur, Cleveland and McKinley,
Harrison and Teddy R.,
Taft and Wilson, Harding, Coolidge,
Hoover, also FDR…
Truman, Eisenhower, JFK,
LBJ and Nixon, Ford,
Carter, Reagan, both the Bushes
And Bill Clinton – not on board.
Last, no day off for Obama.
As to he who’s right now serving,
I can’t think of anyone who might
Be any less deserving.
" Amid the jagged shadows of mossy leafless boughs"
- Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Gold tinged paints dripped from the air,
under the clear opalescent autumn sky,
jade foliage turned to full-bloom flower,
I flew my heart like a bird over the canopy.
The canopy of your allure so beguiling
took me to the enticing heights of ecstasy.
The nest we built in the cleft of boughs
glistened in love-laced moonshine night.
Night of strife surged a wrecking storm,
the nest crumbled to debris of despair.
You flew away to the sunny sky obscure,
left me to suffer in the spasm of winter.
Winter frost slithered with the north wind
to desolateness of the defoliated boughs.
I felt my love freeze in the congealed heart
amid the jagged shadow of broken wings.
" Without love, we are birds with broken wings"
- Mitch Albom
November 28, 2019
For Brian Strand's Contest A Brian Strand July 12
In the middle of Ava’s soccer game…somehow it came to pass
that three members of my family were doing cartwheels in the grass.
As our family grows and extends…as in and out each other’s lives we drift
any time I get to spend with my family…I consider as a gift.
It doesn’t matter what day…in whatever time or place
nothing beats the feeling of being with family…face-to-face.
Even at a soccer game…amidst parental encouragement and screams
we can find the time to talk about their current hopes and dreams.
Because every moment spent with family…with any portion of my family tree
Is bound to bring a smile to my face…and add some memories.
So I take advantage of that moment with my family…every child, every woman, every man
in the time we have together to make as many memories as I can.
It could be cheering Ava on…one of her family of soccer fans…
It could be talking with Damien and Trista about their wedding plans.
It could be, on an afternoon when the clouds blocked out the sun
talking with Ali and Trista about mimosas…pitchers….two for one.
I try to make as many memories as I can in the moment…
because once that moment’s passed…
I never know which memories will fade…
and which memories will last.
It could be Taylor talking about his new job…
or about Aden’s statistic class
or it could be something as simple…
as doing cartwheels in the grass.
Where were the Declaration of Independence and Constitution signed?
Give up? It is Pennsylvania. One of the original thirteen colonies, one that is mined.
Keystone State, Quaker State, Oil State – which one is right? All three actually.
Combing them to the Keystone Quaker Oil State would make more sense to me.
Of course William Penn named the state after his father – the other William Penn.
Why not just say you are naming it for yourself? This surely was done on a little whim.
Taylor Swift the singer is probably the most prominent celebrity from the state
Who is still living, alive, and well – one to whom teens and young adults can relate.
Kobe Bryant of course is from Pennsylvania, Amanda Seyfried, Kevin Hart and Tina Fey.
But more about the state – do not miss the Crayola Factory if you are heading out this way.
It is in Lehigh Valley Pennsylvania, and it produces three billion crayons every year.
The Hershey Chocolate factory in Hershey, Pennsylvania is not to be missed, that’s clear!
Pennsylvania is the only one of the thirteen colonies that is not bordered by the ocean,
But you can visit Punxsutawney, the home of Punxsutwaney Phil if you have a notion.
I steer clear of Philadelphia because of the politics, the traffic and crime after dark,
But if you want to see the Liberty Bell, you must head there immediately. It is in the park.
While in Philadelphia you could visit the Cathedral Basilica of St. Peter and Paul
It is gorgeous, an architectural beauty, that stands ever so glorious and tall.
There is also the Wannamaker Organ, Masonic Temple and Independence Hall.
Maybe I should head toward Philadelphia on second thought, after all….
Irrelevant boyhood arcane flotsam and jetsam...
Impossible mission to jettison
nonetheless laughter iz best medicine
more enjoyable with vignette aye fabricate
(think swifty taylor harried style)
ah... voila - metaphorical light bulb Edison
would appreciate.
Martha Groff a classmate
the youngest of four progeny
born approximately nine months after late
February/early March nineteen fifty nine
born December third
later same year, I speculate,
(why superfluous tidbit stuck in me pate
I'm noggin ha understand why nor postulate
rhyme or reason only ejaculate,
(albeit not prematurely) afore said date
inexplicable retention factoid remains
thus attempt to (poetically) communicate
and perhaps even entertain far fetched
scenario, where she responds, and I officiate
as designated dogfather toward fete,
perhaps birth of grandchild
thanks in part to manufacturer and affiliate
of friggin robust Groff seeds to active
courtesy after parents did consummate -
biological reproduction in utero
accomplished, completed, kickstarted
miraculous biological fate
begetting above named girl, I felt passionate
attended same school as yours truly late
nineteen sixties/early seventies,
and with exemplary grades did graduate
with honors Henry Kline Boyer Elementary
sometime thereafter, I lost sight
how her je nais sais quois presence did captivate
a presumption, she lived with birth family
at 306 Level Road and occupied residence
prior to ninety sixty eight
with two older sisters and a brother
if memory serves me correct,
cuz details sketchy, thus I will fabricate
ordinarily pathetically lame anecdote,
a pecker yule your faint recall state
with... ahem... great balls of fizzled fire,
this then puny lad, I swear to dog I intimate...
suddenly memory akin to blank slate
hence... fill in blank space,
how yours truly did capitulate!
this is the year of Audrey
my big sister for whom my love transcends
our mother called us "her diamonds"
for we were her most precious gems
married for 35 years to Bill
her "Captain" and forever groom
a women of style and class
an organizer who behind the scenes
who can make any occasion bloom
an amazing mother to Tiara "little momma"
and Taylor who they call "little poppa" too
a devoted pet owner to her doggy baby Todah
who is so spoiled & oh so cute
she retired from corporate America
but went on to continue her education
and in 2021 got a Master's degree
in Business Administration
now ready to start her next career
in the field of real estate
I know she will take charge of it
and be successful and truly great
she's always been active and athletic
since the day she was born
and at the age of sixty
decided to run the New York City marathon
a member & servant leader
at Cathedral International in Perth Amboy
her & the "Captain" head the Marriage Ministry
with much love, devotion and joy
red is her color and her favorite Scripture
is Philippians 4:13
for she believes she can do all things
thru Christ who will give her that ways & the means
And as we celebrate the year of Audrey
I just want her to truly comprehend
she's been my ride or die, my big sister
but more importantly my best friend