Mason Poems - Poems about Mason

Nona Mason italy

I adore my beautiful Nona giving birth to my father September 14th 1942 this woman from Mason Italy daughter of Masonery family from Rome culture heritage in one woman's journey to America ancestors from Ellis Island I won't mention my grandfather a complete womanizer my Nona family helped my pop while serving in WWII Somewhere

Bloodline

brotherhood buried both beloved, bestowed us bred  ~ a Basque bloodline

The Symbol

In 
Masonic tradition,
the pyramid represents wisdom
on the back of the dollar bill you see
an edifice with the tip of the pyramid detached,
a searching eye is in the tip of the detached pyramid
Our nation should ever be searching for the divine wisdom
that humanity needs,  which will make the pyramid complete


seek wisdom and
lay dormant blind Ignorance~
not

Mason Vincentino

The vastness of it all mi
ancestors the shores of 
pastel climbing beneath 
my feet essence of Veneto 
the wildness of black cherries 
bluntness of plums strings 
of grapes opened just so 
found behind a glass of 
Merlot singing lemoncello 
crowding tastes buds through 
rows of lemon trees crawling 
olive branches sweeping the 
stone ways a

Emagi Mason Sound of Brotherhood

R!A K Mason 'SOUND OF BROTHERHOOD'
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     O  O
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The Best Intentions

Snapping beans, the summer pastime
Filling Mason jars
With cornfield or half runners
Filling a crock with layers
Of beans and corn, canning salt
For pickled beans and corn
That would make my mouth water

Peeling ripe red tomatoes
That I called maters
Cutting them in wedges
Placing them in Mason jars
Adding a touch of salt
Sealing the lids and cooking
In a liquid water bath 
For

Just One of Those Things

Just One Of Those Things
David J Walker

The boxes of wide mouth Mason Jars 
Still stood stacked in the back of the
Garage in neat racks of nothingness 
Covered in dust, a slight hint 
of rust in its rings and a dry emptiness 

It’s just one of those things 
I told myself thinking about
My mother earning her

Mason Mount-Chelsea

Mason Mount a legend in the making,
His skills are real, he is never faking,
He doesn't pass ball without thinking,
At just 22 years he is record breaking,
He always leave the defenders shaking,
A blue superstar in the making.

Alongside Kante, he plays in the middle,
His haters tongue  wag with no bridle,
Infront of the goal he dares to

Pidgin English Version - Mason Mount

Pidgin English version - MASON MOUNT_MM10

Mason for the middle, 
Fast mo' as a fiddle, 
like flashy speed of eagle, 
Em sharp for field like needle, 
making dem fans scream and giggle, 
tongues wag, no briddle, 
the talk of legend na just riddle, 
This youngito make many mouth mingle, 
beats opponents like say dem dey for

Mason Mount - Mm10

MASON MOUNT (MM10)

Mason in the middle, 
Fast mo' as a fiddle, 
like flashy speed of an eagle, 
As sharp on the field like a needle, 
making dem fans scream and giggle, 
hater's tongue wag with no briddle, 
the talk of a legend is just a riddle,
Yet, legendary path this boy saddle.
Mas makes many more mouth

Fireflies In Mason Jars

As a child, we ran and caught fireflies in Mason jars
They lit up the twilight with their ignited bottoms
The joy of catching these bugs I’ve never forgotten
If I ever get the chance I’ll write about it in my memoirs
Together, we kids all filled up our jars with little lights
Charming miracles from God’s nature filled the

My Best Friend Died

I was busy every day, 
I went here, I went there.
It was not enough. 

I cooked, and cleaned, 
I laughed and I screamed.
It was too much? 

The car, the house, the kids,
The dog, the cat, the fish.,
all just painted into place?

Service, and smiles,
Sitting on piles…
Laundry and trash, beguiles…

A prince in a tux,
a fox in the

Nashville Cats

She's here even if you can not see her,
She's here even if you can not hear it.
She makes herself known with a crazy purr,
Mia is here, and she will never quit.

Jack watches us from a pleasant distance,
And he charges up to demand our love.
Letting us go is a nonexistence,
For he hovers around us like a

Mr Mason and His Mirror

He stands in her face, and she always says to him, "You are a gift to the human race". In the privacy of his room, she's there, shouting to him long and loud,                      

Mason

From the day you arrived we fell in love
Little did we know the boy you'd become
From first word to first steps
A bright future is what we expect

Riding along on your motorbike
Reading the Hairy toe a million times
You and your sister are so alike

That smile
That glint in your eye
That giggle
That Mr Grumpy face

Our little champ
Our dinosaur
Our

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