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Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious Ryme

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Influence my haste to limit my view 
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Illuminate in me kinds words that do
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Instill in me the nerve to answer true
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Inspire in me the honest words for who
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Impress a want for delicate empathy to pursue
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Imbue a sparkle that will ever renew
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Imagine the wrongs we can undo.
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Spark

SPARK
    Jeannie Flinn Furlong

My Head claimed, "It’s time to pen my feelings for you.
She thought your season had ripened to a friendly adieu…

I wanted my cleverness to sound brave and bold.
Instead, my betterment made noises … bitter and cold."

Head continued, "For sure, this logic's a perfect best!
A simple note, timed just right, brings greatest rest."

More pondering, Head touts, "She’ll agree, 'cause it’s really past due!
How could two people so profoundly different ever ever be true?"

Head adds, "Just keep right on walking, memories disappear.
Once passed THE break up, habits do fade. You’re soon in another sphere.

It becomes an odd chapter, far away in a book, one you read."
My Heart, hearing Head’s advice, came to life to shudder,  "Drop dead!

Mister Head! What a nincompoop, you are!  Love makes the world go round! 
How could you? Dare you! Quite profound!

Mister, such a trip, so wonderful, is more than just a lark!
Opposites made for each other, we fire such a SPARK!”

10/21/21

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My Yesterdays, Todays, Tomorrows

My Yesterdays, Todays, Tomorrows
My ‘not-just-six relatives’ tree enlivens…
	living	
	thriving	
	 struggling
	clinging reminders 
	even ‘dead wood’!
Bringing life anew reveals…
	one and all
	grandparents
	 parents
	mothers and fathers
	siblings 	
	aunts and uncles
	cousins
	husbands,
	offspring	
	grandchildren
	and  adoptees!	
Infusing roots silently penetrate…
	bringing nourishment
	embracing darkness
 	sharing wisdom
	fostering foundation.
Bulging expanding trunk engages…
 	fascinating encounters 
	chirpers 
	peckers
	rings with Mother Nature.
Soaking sun branches explore…
	 unfathomable lofty places
	panoramic vision
	surprising sprigs.
Sparkling festive leaves escort…
	bright coloring mindful of our seasons
	crispy shiny growth
	maturation and demise
	 respite for renewal. 
Exploding fragrant blossoms invite…
	 flying newbies to share space
	squatters to temporary home
	buzzing news for the times.
Sharing reputes my ‘not-just-six relatives’ tree wisely…
	remembers
	enhances
	beautifies
	unifies the rumors.
Creating cherished fondness in memories, embraces…
	 my yesterdays
	todays
 	tomorrows.
	
Jeannie Flinn Furlong      November 21, 2020




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You Make A Difference

You Make A Difference

 Your memories shared, showed me how struggles, shaped your life.
On days, I needed answers, your smile said,  “Ok, let’s do erase your strife.”’
Upstairs or downstairs, you knew the perfect place to go to share. 
My days became brighter, when you took time to ‘care’.
Always available and ready, we’d ‘go round the block’,  finding new things to explore.
Kind words, strong words lovingly voiced took me inside your strong inner core.
Enamored with bits and pieces from your stories, I feel energy lifting my decline.
Although exchanges are short, over time your influence aligns my design.
Do you know how hearing grace on Sundays, resounds in me when someone sings?
Imagine a world united ‘in grace’, where anyone can accomplish many great things!
Favorite things I have heard… ‘Chocolate cake’ being one…  sits at the top of your  list!
Fun days don’t last for ever!  So each exit is always sealed with hugs and being kissed.
Enthralled with special moments, includes our silent times after an unknown fact!
Recall how silence lingers in odd times, as if an answer might not be exact? 
Eternally, you’ll be known for your brand of simple love you always show.
Now, each day I decree: YOU MAKE A DIFFERENCE! That’s a true fact that we do know!
Certainly, I thank God, every day - I am who I am and just one who’s been touched.
Every life is important. And you made my life count.  It’s you who gave me much!

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Warm of the Morn

Temps of the Morn
         Jeannie Flinn Furlong

Frozen in time, brrr isn’t it chilling!  But, thinking what a cool way to go!
Red that color starts at the tip of the head moves slowly to meet a really fat toe.
Out barnstorming each ‘cool of the morning’; yes, remembering time to go soon      will arrive. We know
Missing friendship during other times of the day, chores provide distraction as     we go, though…

Taking  time on arrival in the ‘cool of the morn’, my ghost-heart friend will say
“Home sweet home,” then snuggles down to take off the chill in the warm, warm  sweet smelling hay.
Time is so short, as the ‘cool of the morn’ ends on a high note of camaraderie, my friend wants to stay,
“Have a ghostly day,” before hurriedly escaping  far, far on down the way…

Only feigning happiness and forcing a cheerful, heart bumping, great smile, 
Using the next moments, we pray for more time in the ‘cool of the morn’  stretching a mile.
Shyly making a quick exit, prevents spectators seeing those heart tears flow like the Nile
Each end of the morn’s coolness seems to always present a new trial…

One  more minute or hour will do; more learning to ‘ghost talk’ with this shadowy friend
Flip a coin, ‘Heads or Tails’, more my time I’ll win time in a joyful trend
Tails it is!  More Time runs past the ‘cool of the morn’.  My heart jumps madly, I’m first to commend
Heaven or Hell, they’ll grant many surprises to warm my heart, I’ll pretend

Deciding.. I’ll pray for my red wrapped request, “please”!  It’s granted, more happiness forms in my heart
Extending our time past the ‘cool of the morn’ does brighten my spark
Allowing our friendship to flourish past our humble, so true, and not a bit stark…
Beginning…ah yes, slowly stepping ahead…headed toward sunlight..racing out of the dark…

Days fly by, after our heartfelt announcement “time not torn”!
More FRIENDSHIP! Stronger bonds bind past that ‘cool of the morn’
Happily celebrating til light of the moon! Congrats dear heart, no scorn!
Sunning in time! Hmm!  Hear the soft sizzling! Time ends when it’s a ‘warm past the morn'. Newly born!

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Mistaken Identify

Mistaken Identify

Jerri had a funny doggie
Who saw his shadow. Yep, so scary!
Barked, “Ribbet”. Sounded froggie? 
Jumped high to fly. Would not tarry!
Ran home to nap. Did exit groggy!


November 23, 2020

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Tomorrows Not Yesterday

Tomorrows Not Yesterday

This nightmare drama so soon will perish.
I’ll remember the anguish but no  tear.
We  sort days for memories to cherish.
Yes! Resist all blatant aspect of fear.
Glimmering tomorrows will become clear.
Come join me! letting innocence unfold.
Put on the brightest crown to best your bold!
Follow instincts meeting new mystery
Challenge the waiting, believe in untold
Time does not linger, waiting history.

Jeannie Flinn Furlong
October 8, 2020
      Dedicated to my husband, Kendal,  and our 11 grandchildren - Samantha, Michael, Emily, Erika, Nilson, Charlie, Dash, Lucas, Davis, Jason, Julia
October 8, 2020

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My Favored Season

My Favored Season…

Exploding fragrant blossoms invite…
 flying newbies to share space 
squatters to temporary home 
buzzing news for the times.

Original poem: “My Yesterdays, Todays, Tomorrows”
November 30, 2020 
Liberum Divisa 3 Poetry Contest

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Liberty Stands

Liberty Stands…
remembers 
enhances
 beautifies
 unifies the rumors.  

Original poem: “My Yesterdays, Todays, Tomorrows”
November 30, 2020 

Submitted to: Liberum Divisa 3 Poetry Contest

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My child

My child…

My child newborn
	Feels earthly warmth
	My joy abounds.

My child now young
	Hears yes, no, maybe
	My sky’s the limit.
	
My child gains stature
	Sees viewpoints, images, illusions
	My world surrounds.

My child still cautious
	Speaks mirrored words
	My heart swoons.

My child reaches wider
	Investigates with why
	My brain electrifies.

My child examines afar
	Investigates with why
	My being sparkles.

My child now wiser
	Thinks balanced wants more
	My presence explores.

My child grows adult
	Remembers related times
	My love abounds.


	September 18, 2020
              For Piipar and Robert

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