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Patricia Janke Poem
Sense it
When a memory picks you up
carries you off like dandelion fluff
To a gentle place and time
Planting old seeds in your mind
Your senses tingling alive
Bask in the aura of the night
Experience all within your sight
Feel the goosebumps on your skin
Relive the moments once again
Capture scents as you breathe
Frenzied tales wind and weave
Heartbeat pounds time to leave
Navigate tangles, webs of light
Return to your present life
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Patricia Janke Poem
Senior Day
Sun hat check
Walking shoes check
Water bottle check
Off to wisconsin state fair
For a fun time with two daughters;
Handicapped parking
That's new
Walker in tow
That's new too
But I'm okay with that
Still here
Still kicking
Still having fun
Loaded tater tots?
Yes please
Shared with girls
Such delight
Mile mall
Hats purses shoes
And a wii t-shirt
For me
That's cool
Wisconsin cheese curds
That's a must
No matter the price
Eating a food lust
Off to hear music
So many bands
Water street brewery
Where we land
Table for us
Umbrella and all
The orphans are playing
We are staying
Hot dog on a stick
Wrapped in curly potato
With bacon bits
Relish mayo ketchup
Cheese mustard sides
Six dollars please
No problem yummy
Off to more music
A band called the toys
Laughter singing
Hand dancing for me
Girls dancing free
Winding down the day
We head to the cream puffs
A fair staple we buy
Tired but happy memories made
Patricia Lynne
August first 2014
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Patricia Janke Poem
Color outside the lines
Coloring outside the lines
Not at my school
Nuns frowned on that;
Skirts above the knee
No way
Not at my school;
No gum, no pens,
No make-up
Not allowed-uh-uh
Not at Saint George School;
Memorize your verses
Three a night
Don'miss a word
Mistakes not allowed;
Practice cursive
Letter after letter after letter
Fingers hurting
Pain allowed;
Piano lessons once a week
Pay your dollar
Sister so-and-so
Smacks fingers with ruler
You missed a note
Abuse allowed;
Forgot your homework
Stay after school
Clean chalkboards
Sweep the floor
Empty wastebaskets
Write 300 times
Do not forget homework
Rebellion stirs;
Mass every morning
Kneel, stand, sit
Be quiet more rules;
Cover your hair
Genuflect, repeat Latin
Over and over
What did I say?
God loves you
Unless he's angry
You stuck out your tongue
A bolt of lightening
Strikes, you shiver;
Not the first time you shiver;
Hell is your destiny
Unless you are perfect
Pure, holy, say ten hail Mary's
Five our father's;
Maybe you'll be lucky
End up in purgatory;
Then someone can light candles
For a price and pray you out
Really.
Now if you r a survivor
Of Catholicism
You know only Jesus
Was perfect, only Jesus
Died, rose again, sits at
The right hand of his father
Opening heaven for us
Imperfect people
Or you are an atheist
Or you believe Jesus was a good man,
A prophet; or you believe
Nothing at all;
Priests--saddest of all
Children robbed
Of innocence--cover ups,
Lies, transfers--more abuse;
Are there Catholics who believe
What they believe, sure;
Is there a pope, sure;
Will Catholicism survive?
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Patricia Janke Poem
The Big C
If I had cancer I would cry
Brother, mother, grandfather
Lost to this disease
Firsthand knowledge not a gift
Could it be a lie?
If I had cancer I would pray
To the only god I know
For courage, strength
For me and family
Could it be I'll die?
If I had cancer I would run
From pain and death
As far as fast as I could
Away from a cruel fate
Can anyone relate?
If I had cancer
Stand and fight--maybe
For a time a valiant effort
But in the end
I will fly away on angel's wings
If I had cancer
Patricin Lynne
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Patricia Janke Poem
Evil versus good
By Patricia Lynne
April 30 2015
Without evil would good exist?
Heroes would have no one to save
Aide workers no one to feed
Angels to rescue those in need
Without evil there would be no murders
Policemen wouldn't have jobs
Corruption of power deceased
Human beings maybe appeased
Without evil churches would close
Pastors no longer preach
The Vatican's gold released
The pope could feed his sheep
Without evil would children die?
Would children become sex slaves?
There would be no beheadings
Nor the making of brave legends
Is the end of this planet near
From toxins, nature or greed
As Antarctica melting seas rise
Will forces of good hear the cries?
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Carefree evening
Arriving for a concert in the park
I set up my blue lawn chair
Pulled out my cool water bottle
A sun hat covering my hair
The green grass closely manicured
Warmth from the sun on my face
I sit back, relax, think back in time
When the British Invasion took place
Time ticking backward reveals
Nehru jackets and hip hugger jeans
aqua net hairspray and breck shampoo
Screaming teenage girls, such a scene
The band takes the outside stage
Donning Beatles haircuts and attire
Singing I wanna hold your hand
Setting grey-haired girls hearts on fire
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Patricia Janke Poem
She was once young
A photo on Facebook
Her eyes bright green
Her hair in curls flowing
Her skin glowing --
Smiling;
She was an athlete
dancing across the ice
She was tall and lean
Curves in the right place
Her beaded costumes enhanced her look
an air of grace surrounded her
Youthful face
Where is that young athlete
She's not in my mirror
time has passed
Skin has wrinkled and cracked
Eyes are dim with heavy lids
Deep inside
She is still here
Although her memories
Are not so clear
She counts her blessings
For her life she lived
In faith walking
To the end
Of this life's cycle
As it should be
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