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Nancy Kaufman Poem
I made a paper tree of grief and
those now gone fill up each leaf..
Their faces, their lives, the people
I hold dear, have shaped it's
branches, year after year..
There isn't a root system to feed
my tree.
It's only sustenance is my memory..
Copyright © Nancy Kaufman | Year Posted 2024
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Nancy Kaufman Poem
I lost me mind. I lost me mind. I left it on the shelf.
When I came back me mind to find,
twas taken by an elf.
Copyright © Nancy Kaufman | Year Posted 2021
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Nancy Kaufman Poem
Two Presidents convened on this date,
reportedly to negotiate, the end of the
war and Ukraine's fate..
Instead the President of the United States,
and his very arrogant running mate,
chose to publicly bully and intimidate,
cause that's how we "make America great."
President Zelensky didn't take their bait.
He's a man of character, a Presidential trait,
and Ukraine's still a democracy. It's not
the "deep state".
Copyright © Nancy Kaufman | Year Posted 2025
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The old wood framed home stood stark and abandoned, a
shell of herself, where now new homes were standing..
Rotted roped windows wept with the rains and rattled and
trembled with each passing train..
The once solid foundation now unmoored by silt causing the
aged house to lean, a precarious tilt..
Yet inside her ancient bones still chiseled and grand with her
high molded ceilings and oak floor plans.
For over a hundred years she was home, haven, shelter, thru
cold winter storms and hot summer swelters.
Many years had passed and her families moved on.
She stands out of place where she once so belonged.
Copyright © Nancy Kaufman | Year Posted 2024
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I lassoed some stars from near and far
and kept the dark at bay.
I hugged the moon and danced a tune
until the break of day.
The covers I flung as I kissed the sun
and asked it please to stay.
I sung a verse to the universe
and then I knelt to pray.
Copyright © Nancy Kaufman | Year Posted 2021
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Nancy Kaufman Poem
Whose got the money honey?
Raining debt is just not fun
Have you got the money honey?
Rebecca's farm no longer sunny.
Whose got the money honey?
Could it be the Easter bunny?
Whose got the money honey?
Copyright © Nancy Kaufman | Year Posted 2023
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Born again Christian, imagine that!? She found Christ at the laundry mat..
He appeared some where between rinse and spin and now he definitely resides with in..
She no longer drinks. She no longer smokes. She doesn't hang out with unsavory folks..
Reading the scripture several times each day, she falls to her knees whenever she prays..
This new found faith she keeps reposed while she sorts thru the whites and her other clothes..
She holds it close, intent to capture and quietly awaits the coming rapture..
Copyright © Nancy Kaufman | Year Posted 2020
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It wasn't all that long ago when covid
choked the world with it's grasp.
People became anxious, some belligerent, when
asked to merely mask.
While others stock piled toilet paper to
wipe their sorry ass..
A million Americans suffered.
A million Americans passed.
Our health care system became overburdened
with such a daunting task..
People craving answers, turned to the experts to ask.
Our Ex. President gave misinformation with a
racist slant, calling covid the "Chinese virus",
he'd over and over recant.
Innocent Asian citizens were aggressively attacked.
This former President refused to abide by the precautions that
were advised. He wouldn't wear a mask and the medical community he criticized.
How many of us Americans would still be here today, if we had
stupidly injected bleach as this President once did say?
Four years wasn't all that long ago dear friends.
Is this the type of leader that Americans want again??
Copyright © Nancy Kaufman | Year Posted 2024
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Wouldn't it be great if the air we breathed was pure and all man kind had enough and no body was poor?
Wouldn't it be fine if our hearts all understood and we learned to love each other and seek out only good?
Wouldn't it be great if we knew peace on earth and if that peace permeated every home and hearth?
Wouldn't it be sweet if our planet could sing to the universe of it's peace with in?
Copyright © Nancy Kaufman | Year Posted 2022
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The left handed boy with a stick in his hand drew a row of hearts
across the sand. Tides crept in and washed them away but he
drew them again the very next day..
A girl pinned a heart on the arm of her sleeve. It rhythmically pulsed and
began to breathe, open to all to give and receive..
Children colored hearts and kept in the lines. They gave theirs away
as Valentines..
A teen carved a heart in the base of a tree, professing his love
til eternity..
Two lovers soaked in a heart shaped tub, their bodies intertwined
in an intimate hug..
A life is now gone and laid to rest while their heart beats on
in another person's chest..
Copyright © Nancy Kaufman | Year Posted 2022
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