Tribute Mentor Poems

Mentor of great worth; that is Sir Milton* to me
Imparting so well his poetic influence
Leading my muse to soar high since from him I learned---
Testifying...

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Improvements fuse to Inventor's efforts
       Nous flowers to dissect design
       Nurturing device surpasses...

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Hello Sunshine, Good day World
May I but sip from the Chalice
Rain, a rose, Quiet repose
The Warm that is Linda Alice


written by Michael in 1975

(I found...

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Remember me not as my picture shows
Sharing instead my poems no one else knows
Remember me not by my gentle smile
It's not what made my life...

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To Vincent... who will never know
The love I feel and cannot show
Of kaleidoscopes on linen snow

To Vincent... shaded as a fool
Whose isolation fractured rules
With genius...

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The mother that didn't have to be will be
Celebrated for what comes to her naturally

While others are incapable of loving what is not theirs
She adds...

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I wanted to give up but Dr. Jean would not let me.
I had never met the woman. She called me out of the sky.
I was...

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Line Gauthier was the first one to follow me.
Sends me help at the count of one, not two, or three.

She was my first friend to...

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I decided I had had enough.
I felt put upon, and I was mad, and I was not going back to the counseling program.
I was only...

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My dearest, sweet Mother
Like you, there's no other.
A true lady personified,
Always humble, dignified.
With tenacity, embraced,
Every challenge you faced.
With dedication immense,
Determination intense,
With courage abounding
And strength astounding,
Your...

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this just one example of many peoples
   UNFAIRLY subjected
to subservience and exempt
   from enjoying the fruits of their labor.

January twelfth two...

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My Uncle - My Best Friend

Memories of a Man to whom I could confide,
You were always there to listen, never pushing me aside,
Understanding and kind,...

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THE UNSUNG HEROES . . . 
 
O l hail to the poets born of observation 
Then to their perseverance and patience

For taking all that...

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There’s a desert sage northwest of here
In a town called Sugarville,
Not on the top of a mountain
Nor even a humble hill.

This sage lives on the...

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Ascension to Ascending

A silhouette I saw standing there, 
the most beautiful to see. 
I was amazed in astonishments', 
as I had fallen to my knees....

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