Garden Pastoral Poems

For the blessed fruits of the blessed tree of life’s being,
Persecution and crucifixion have their time in life’s seasons;
Their demise coming with seasons of resurrection...

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Visit to Jade Garden
Visiting Jade Garden
Nar Chungcheong, South Korea
On a beautiful spring day,

The cherry trees were in full flower
Pink and white petals
The scent of cherry...

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Always with you, I love to walk,
Under the sun, above the hills,
On the shore, to share and talk,
As my heart like the waves, enthralls.

From there,...

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A prayer for those
Whose lives are thin
And shelves devoid of
Bread and tin.

A stronger prayer
For those who stand
With more than enough
In every hand.

For in God's Kingdom
Love...

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Greetings to each of you my dearly beloved brothers and sisters. Please read these seventeen blessings rendered for you in God's grace:

I. May God’s love...

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Suburban Pastorale

(I walk in nature still alone. Thoreau)

Among purchased trees
he seeks repose
and bruised 
by civic alienation
forgets that Eden's cleft
has led to all that's made.
But surely...

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Greenswards Fecundity Blooms Away ™

Within a fortnight, as tempestuous slam
dunk March madness closes curtain call
“in like a lion, out like a lamb,” 
twill hove tested...

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A November wind has roared for days.
Dead garden stalks lay bent and frayed.
The proud maple now stands undressed
In drifts of yellow against the fence.

Broken remnants...

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Summer nears its end
   racing
   through the weeks now passed
with little left to do
  the garden 
  winding down...

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If there is a god and how is it possible, there is not,
	then he would be right here
	sitting next to me on this bench.
He would...

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Abundances is not a promise to everyone,
Live with joy today and love someone. 
Do you know the places we shall go?
When we are not sure...

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Unveiling Hues


             The earthly gardens of paradise unveil prismatic hues of ecstasy.



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Telepathic Music

Drip-drop, drip-drop
On the the tin roof 
Above our rustic garages
We sat on our couches
Silently gazing at the sloping lawns
Overlooking the rivulet
Warming our hands
On our...

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Birds   -End Line Word Poem-

At sunrise I saw the humming             ...

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In my garden there stands a tree 
Its roots and leaves grow free
The changing seasons on you I see
Lord Jesus I believe 

That you are...

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