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Susan Yantis Poem
I did not catch the dying day’s last melting
Nor heard its final sigh as it drifted into the deep blue
It is now lost in the many folds of memory
Partially stark and accurate, partially muffled in fog
And the complete original gone forever
I did not say goodbye
If only time would hesitate
The dew drops to hardened diamonds before the sun
Time to hold on
To feel the softest sand before it fades to cold black
To hear the sparrows last song
But the warm honey melted all away before I knew
So I will greet the next
And know that it too will melt
The golden fall leaves are so beautiful
But I love the green the best
I will look long for the green
And a new day awaits
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Susan Yantis Poem
Suddenly the distant airplane hum means so much more
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Susan Yantis Poem
Echoing whispers from the wall
I see time etched carefully so
Hard to believe it’s me at all
How I wish time would just slow
But it is the rewards of living
To be here with family and friends
The glad opportunity of giving
To people and the pets one tends
So go ahead and reflect my age
I have other things to focus on
Life’s a book with this open page
I’ll live my days ‘til they’re gone
One thing’s certain my mirror
You help retain a balanced life
To see time that is so dear
Reflecting whatever our strife
So thank you for showing the real
While I delve into other cares
Tis more important to truly feel
Than measure life through stares
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Why do we long to conform to a defined ideal?
And why is that ideal so stagnant and predictable?
The patchwork quilt holds many more stories than the plain sheet
And yet a celebrity will die trying to maintain an image
How do we truly treasure the creative, entertaining snags that only visit on rare occasions?
Let’s bend the cookie cutters a bit.
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Susan Yantis Poem
Oh wind, that I may touch your brow
And sail beyond the sad, gray echo
That I may peer beyond what is now
And know what makes rivers flow
And hear the distant seagulls wail
To see the foggy mirrors expand
Away from thee I now set sail
And journey to a truly new sand
Follow the opened-eyed moon with me
So much to discover in this life anew
Come feel the dancing, welcoming sea
The moss green, the silver forest, and the blue
Away oh wind, away
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My source of band aids
Warm hands guide with care and sight
How I miss her eyes
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My summer is carefully wrapped in a package of memories
It is easy to open and share
It is full of bright colors and music
It is full of the gifts of nature
Fresh air and textured cedars waving
The buzzing of an airplane soaring the light blue sky
The sag of a kite string lingering beyond
Sidewalk chalk reliving the day
The rattle of roller skates on sidewalks
The click of cards in bicycle spokes
The wonderful sounds of loved ones’ voices
Laughter and giggles
And family
All wrapped in tissue and ribbons
To be opened as a gift to share
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Moon dipped in chalk sky
Lacy brown branches applaud
August gently parts
Dancing yellow leaves
Rusty orange and red entwine
Autumn’s cheerful song
White lace encloses
Wrapping the still in softness
Winter’s peaceful chill
Blossom to blossom
Boldly upwards to sunshine
Spring’s promise anew
Deep colors abound
Spreading out in the warm rays
Grateful for Summer
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What if the sky fell
And the lonely ground reached out
The trees would comfort
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Time ticking away
Clocks boldly make their statements
Yet the stones unchanged
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