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The Turbulent Year 1968

It was a long and turbulent year
Beset with death, war and crime.
Oh! Where do we  journey from here?
Alas, a New Year begins its chimes.

Last January misfortune began
North Korea captured the Pueblo ship
While Americans soldiers died in Vietnam
The Hippies embraced the LSD trip.

Chaos and dissent forged its plans
When February embraced the year
With death from khe sang in Vietnam
American widows shed their tears.

March was a month of political storm
As L.B.J. gave a farewell speech
Kennedy's campaign in this month was born
As 500 americans died in Nam each week

April, April! Why did you come?
Riots and hatred to your month belong
April, April You've finally gone
You have taken Martin to his eternal kingdom

Resurrection City enveloped May
A bloody winter lapsed to a Silent Spring
most everyone mourning Martin,s grave
What more anquish can this year bring?

June has arrived and consumed with tears
Oh! Where, Oh Where has Bobby gone?
Another disaster has come this year
Is the darkest hour before the dawn?

Hunger in Biafra envelop July 
preppies and youth embrace the Pill
We 'll find peace, if we try
alas in Nam there is more to kill.

August so sad, no end in sight
Chicago's the place for riots and tears
When will the sun shatter the night?
What more can happen this fateful year?

Melancholy breezed through September
The turbulent Summer has finally past
Humanity will long remember
The blood,sweat and tears, which had been cast.

October was a month for prosperity and peace
Our Astronauts exploring space
Jackie Kennedy wed a man from Greece
Laurels for U.S. Olympians achieving !st Place.

November arrived, the moon shining bright
President Nixon will rule the nation
The year long storm fading with the night
As a New Year waits in anticipation

December calmly found it's place
North Korea returned the Pueblo Ship
American astronauts soaring into space
landing on the moon at a record pace

Farewell,farewell 1968
Your year has succumbed to the past
The yearlong storm we'll soon forsake
The tears and death for which you cast.

The earth revolves around the sun
America,America forever lives on
It's a time of peace for everyone
as we embrace a New Year's dawn.

Copyright © Anthony Pardi Jr | Year Posted 2015



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The Rapture

Escaping from the patterns of my life
From crime and hate and inner strife
I visit a place that is pure and serene
Where i'm alone as a morning bird sings

I followed a path forged in stone
immersed in beauty, that nature owns
It is nature that owns the morning haze
That envelops the glory of this mystic maze

A labyrinth of answers to my dreams
this paradise is false,or so it seems
As the sun beamed its radiant light
i choose a place and did recite

I gasped at the trees and fertile soil
that inherit the flowers as my quill toiled
The flowers have blossomed this early spring
Akin to a babe, immaculate and pristine.

The scent of the air is not of smog and dirt
that blackens the white and decays the dirks
Yet that of a fragrant scent from the flowers 
that abides in memory to this very hour.

i heard patter from a creek a distance away
Gentle and calm it enraptured my stay
And to my eyes not a ripple shows
As i induced a wish then tossed a rose

Akin to a morrow, i saw my reflection
Hued in beauty of Mother Nature's protection
For all this beauty that envelops me
unfolds clearly for the world to see

And to the world like a perpetual fire
it flares and glows never to tire
prevailing past the wars hate and crime
the creek remains until the end of time
 
The morning bird wings again before me
Adieu Mother Nature I'll never defy thee
Yes! the bird of faith will lead the way
To some other secluded haven to  stay.

Copyright © Anthony Pardi Jr | Year Posted 2005

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Lovely Person

Lovely person dwell with me
                                    Help me find a world so free
                                    Hold me in your gentle arms
                                  Protect me from this world's harm
                               I need you so to comfort me
                               To walk and talk and hear my plea

                        My heart is wounded I'm lonely and lost
                              Tossed in a pit with walls of salt
                      And each time i try to escape from my sorrow
                 The salt stings my wounds unhealed for the morrow
                                   That is why i'm sad with grief
                      Mellowed and withered like an autumn leaf

                              Take me with you wherever you go
                            Teach me to love and cleanse my soul
                               Answer me, with your mystical powers
                                Oh, you my love, my heart requires
                            So to the world i cry out this plea
                              Lovely person  dwell with me.

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Sailing

Sailing upon the sunrise
To another enchanted dawn
There is more to summer
Than merely a lazy yawn

Onwards towards the north end trail
To the glaciers broken mane
Now, pieces to a puzzle 
while whales spout in vain

It is there we set our sails
through the icebergs strewn path
Nature tells the tale
Of its noonday wrath

Polar bears on the prowl
To feed their starving cubs
Soon they will be extinct
Before the sun goes down

Copyright © Anthony Pardi Jr | Year Posted 2015

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Summer Wind

Alone to escape the rush of light
the garments from the sun
 embellishing itself in earthly flight
that set the ally cat to run

finding solace, in the shadows rhelm
that gather near bush and tree
What Lord rests now at the helm
that dares to set man free.

This unrelenting wave of heat
has set the soul to thirst and flight
to gasp in awe at the noonday feat
now one prays for the rhelm of night

our hopes are that a breeze appear
and reap solace in its domain
but now the brow has sweat with fear
from a stoic glance at a weather vane

now planted like a straw scarecrow
that frightens all life away
no breeze to set it to spin and tow
to lend motion to this day.

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Reflections

It's late at night, i'm ready for bed
         With lonely thoughts that dance in my head
         The day has gone and set with the sun
       Only memories are left, from all that was done
        It's hopes, dreams, labors and woes
      All that was learned of whats left to know


         All in a lifetime can pass in a day
        they waltz by from work or from play
        All that remains are the moon and the stars
       To show that night breeds light from afar
        Not merely silence from all that sleeps
      But sounds from nature's pets that fly and creep
       
          As the stars twinkle and the moon shines
        I contemplate the meaning of what's yours and mine
            A stillness is heard at the hour of dawn
          Only to awaken to a turn and a yawn

              To begin a new day under the sun
           And share in it's glory with everyone!

Copyright © Anthony Pardi Jr | Year Posted 2012

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Introspection

I arrested a space in time today
as rented as a room
i reflected upon my earthly stay
and apparent doom

there are no windows, sound or light
In this domain of tense
It left me in a state of fright
behind a measured fence

I reflect upon this life i live
and measure my demize
will my creator dare to forgive?
my conscious is the prize.

Copyright © Anthony Pardi Jr | Year Posted 2015

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Sympathty

Oh! How the tears have fallen
                                               At a loss we hold most dear
                                               Oh! How sadness echo's
                                                Its melody to our ear


                                                Let us cherish captured moments
                                                enamored from their deeds
                                                 their tender thoughts and actions
                                                 granting character its seeds

                                                They say that time will heal
                                                 most any woe we face
                                                 If we find faith in this
                                                 let patience shed its grace.

Copyright © Anthony Pardi Jr | Year Posted 2012


Book: Reflection on the Important Things