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Douglas Dicketts Poem
With parties abounding
Why stay home alone
Your Mon and your Father
Can’t see that you’ve grown
No talent or accent
Are you really quite plain
No thunder or lightning
Just a 13 year rain
The pressure to join in
It’s really intense
Obtain the right symbols
On any pretense
No flash zoom or dazzle
You’ll not make the grade
Until you’re prepared
For the great masquerade
Trade referent for symbol
And true wealth for cash
Make failures flamboyant
And cultivate dash
Just live for the moment
It’s all that you’ll get
Don’t think back or ponder
You’ll only regret
That what you must lay down
Exceeds what you’ll be
Just wood in a sawmill
Not a lush growing tree
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A seagull’s cry
Twilight fog deepening
A distant bell gong
The quiet rattle of chord against mast
A partial conversation soon lost
The skiff fading into shadow
A hot mug of chocolate
My fishing line over the side to pass the time
With comfy sweatshirt and watch cap
I remember
My Father’s boat
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Some Storks and Froggies
Decided to play
One night by the light of the moon
But the tail of their game
Was much too profane
And besides
It ended too soon
It’s for your best
Storks would say
Please see things our way
Just trust us
And you will do well
But the rules they rewrote
And the frogs lost the vote
And with frog
Stork bellies did swell
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Asparagus and artichokes
May be good for us it’s true
But I won’t eat a vegetable
Our disposal can’t even chew
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Pit pat pit pat
Zoom slosh and soggy felt
Runny nose, midday doze
Aching knees steaming tea
Crackling logs, evening fogs
All promises of Spring
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His evening’s at hand
For me it’s midday
The world rushed bye
Nothing can stay
Confused and befuddled
He’s still dear to me
As a toddler of two
I bounced on his knee
The down on a thistle
Has blown far away
But this morning great grandkids
Did roughhouse and play
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Up from the depths
To breach towards the sky
A cascade of foam
The waters reply
He’ll race to the deep
Playing echo-sound games
Or drift in the gulfstream
Singing Whale song refrains
A whale’s life, a whale’s life..
I wish it were me
But I’m tied to the land
While he roams so free
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Tightly braided
With tears of doubt
Fearing tomorrow
If Pete’s not about
To comfort her sorrows
Or tousle the hair
Of the children she bore him
Days past tense, days fair
Or will she stand
At the dock
Waving fondly goodbye
Knowing he’ll see her
Knowing she’ll cry
Then someday when children
Have families, are grown
She’ll meet Pete at the dock
And together go home
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Rowed upon a pond today
At least in my daydreams
Cast a line for trout or bass
Life’s never what it seems
The pole turned into harpoon line
My trout into a whale
My row boat to a brigantine
With well set billowing sail
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Across the heath
A misty veil
Of millennium lost
And the bagpipe’s wail
The bleat of a sheep
The boom of a drum
Relinquish the present
The past calls you
Come….
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