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Wm Paul Poem
MY CULTURE
Every thing that is around.
North to South and coast to coast,
My culture.
Weather, land and people,
Pan-o-ramas and political views,
My culture.
The ways of talk,
The ways of walk,
The game and showmanship,
Work and play,
Night and day,
My culture.
The pros and teachers and striving reachers,
Artisans and preachers and other creatures,
Law people, tall people, all people,
My culture.
Fauna that's left,
Flora that's left,
Fauna and flora that's here,
My culture.
Relatives and friends,
Their thoughts and opinions,
People oblique to those views,
My culture.
Democracy,
Bureaucracy,
Hypocrisy and idiocy,
My culture.
We progress and mature
Through fault,
My culture.
Copyright © Wm Paul | Year Posted 2012
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Wm Paul Poem
May is gone
And June is here
Wonderful
This time of year.
Copyright © Wm Paul | Year Posted 2014
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Wm Paul Poem
Thought light I left on
But jus the Full Moon it was
Sleep now to I get.
Copyright © Wm Paul | Year Posted 2014
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Wm Paul Poem
From top to top
of hills we skip,
And back again we came,
Hand in hand and
Toe to tip,
Now we feel the same.
These thoughts to you
My friend I send,
We always met befor the end.
Copyright © Wm Paul | Year Posted 2012
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Inland from the sea,
Five miles at least I would say,
A bay foghorn sounds.
Copyright © Wm Paul | Year Posted 2014
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Wm Paul Poem
The music,
The touching,
The after.
All the types
from Folk to Polka,
Tango, Rumba, Samba,
Waltz to Square,
Cha Cha, Mambo, Twist ,
Tap, Jazz, Rock.
Ballroom Proms to Backyard Parties,
Late Night Dives and Quite Evenings.
Steps that Jump, Slide Skip and Hop,
And then some motion stops.
Then we go INTERPRETIVE
Copyright © Wm Paul | Year Posted 2011
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Wm Paul Poem
Picture of a rose,
It is pink with water drops,
Aroma of Spring
Copyright © Wm Paul | Year Posted 2013
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Wm Paul Poem
Was only a game,
Two birds of prey flew the field
Falcons beat Seahawks.
Copyright © Wm Paul | Year Posted 2017
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Wm Paul Poem
A while it has been
Since my pen has been in hand,
But now it changes.
Copyright © Wm Paul | Year Posted 2014
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Wm Paul Poem
Forced inspiration
Is not the way to do it,
It must flow freely.
Copyright © Wm Paul | Year Posted 2014
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