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Tania Kitchin Poem
Mara loves to steal from others
A skill well learned with no druthers
Paraphrase one word or two,
Hoping no one has a clue
Her poems formed from another's
Mara cannot hide behind her word crime
And pretending to, is a waste of time
Poems and words can be traced,
to a new plagiarism case
She needs to stop and find a new pastime
Copyright © Tania Kitchin | Year Posted 2025
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We ventured out into the woods one day
Trying to find the perfect Christmas tree
A beautiful fir all will want to come and see
Planning to cut it and carry it on an old sleigh
We walked for miles, until we were ready to quit
We finally found the most magnificent green fir
It was so perfect, full and tall, the top was a blur
We were so excited and couldn’t wait to cut it
We then saw a beautiful red cardinal in his nest
The nest was hidden in the branches of this tree
We couldn’t do it, disturb the nest and make him flee
We decided to leave this perfect tree and let him rest
We turned around and couldn’t believe our eyes
There it was, a smaller version of the perfect tree
We picked this one instead and felt happy as could be
We loved the smaller tree much more to our surprise
Feeling more in the Christmas spirit that we saved a life
We then cut and carried our small tree home that day
We knew it was only right we let that beautiful bird stay
We felt joyous and at peace for not causing him any strife
12/9/18
Copyright © Tania Kitchin | Year Posted 2018
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tiny cotton paws
whispering into the wind~
catkins soft meow
Copyright © Tania Kitchin | Year Posted 2020
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“Perching on a fencepost, the meadowlark calls in sweet trilling tones like a solo marimba.” L. Milton Hankins
The meadow lark happily sits along the fencepost singing away
and watches as Milton appears all aglow and here to stay
God’s creatures gather around to watch this beautiful scene
In this heavenly place where it’s forever peaceful and serene
He awoke to the faint sounds of meadowlarks singing under the sun
As peaceful feelings envelope, his pain is gone, realizing he has none
The air is warm and fragrant of fresh summer flowers in bloom
As he smells a familiar scent getting closer, his late wife’s perfume
He hears her voice coming closer and she appears at his side
She tells him he has crossed over and reunited with his bride
He feels tears of joy and peace knowing they're now reunited
and realizes he's crossed over to heaven, so happily delighted
The meadowlark joyfully sings on the fencepost singing his tune
As other birds join in a welcoming serenade to Milt as they croon
Copyright © Tania Kitchin | Year Posted 2023
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magenta pink sky
songbirds singing melodies -
peony opens
Copyright © Tania Kitchin | Year Posted 2020
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Would you steal an oil painting from someone’s wall?
Would you steal cultivated flowers from someone’s garden?
Would you steal an author’s great novel?
Would you steal quilts made by someone’s grandmother?
Would you steal pottery from a gallery?
Would you steal artwork displayed by artists?
Why would you steal someone else’s creativity to claim as your own?
Plagiarism is stealing someone else’s heart felt emotions put into words, someone else’s creativity.
Stealing is stealing, it’s not yours and it’s a crime!
Copyright © Tania Kitchin | Year Posted 2024
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waves gently caress
washing ashore sea treasures ~
beach scavenger hunt
a flock of seagulls
swoop and steal beach crustaceans ~
crab delicacy
a warm ocean breeze
wafts of beach roses and brine ~
sweet salty essence
dark ocean water
dance and reflect in moonlight ~
a calming cadence
the magical ocean beach ~
hidden beauty within reach
5/10/23
Contest: Haiku Sonnet Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joanna Daniel
(Syllables checked with howmanysyllables)
Copyright © Tania Kitchin | Year Posted 2023
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grey wings soar the clouds
diving and dipping the surf ~
seagull serenade
Written 8/8/21
Contest: Your Favorite August 2021 Poem
Sponsor: Constance La France
Copyright © Tania Kitchin | Year Posted 2021
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The river looks calm and inviting,
a natural gift of beauty.
Waterfowl inhabit to feed and nest.
A gateway shared by creatures,
dangers hidden beneath.
The river is beautifully calm and serene,
its powerful dangers are often unseen.
Currents can swirl hidden from shore,
tragically become be a drowning door.
A natural resource to respect and admire,
a gift of nature that will never expire.
Unique with brackish water properties too,
with legends of sea creatures venturing through.
a white egret soars
diving into spawning fish ~
a river regale
9/5/2020 (edited 9/6/20)
Writing Challenge - Nature, Four in One
Sponsor: Constance LaFrance
Copyright © Tania Kitchin | Year Posted 2020
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They protest to not be a drama queen
but just can't wait to jump into the scene
Pretending to be a friend
Verbal daggers they extend
Their true colors are now vibrantly seen
Copyright © Tania Kitchin | Year Posted 2023
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