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*title compliments of Bob Dylan It is a time for we the people It is a time for reuniting America It is a time for unity and strength It...

*photo be erin THE VANISHING i watched a man walk onto the mountain up, up, up he climbed till he caught up with himself beside himself...

Today’s Featured Poets Shirley & Erin - mom & daughter Here’s the riddle by Erin: Two new iPhones in clear cases were sitting on the...

An Idea! To ignore is foolhardy To tout is narcissistic If of interest, grasp it and run Author’s Note: Tesla or Edison?

🎶Ashokan Farewell🎶 Though I’d give the Appalachian Trail a try today But it were Helena closed Meby Spring tom tenbrunsel Poet Laureate...

I And the spirit writer Hold secrets untold We shall expose’ them In a manner untoward tom tenbrunsel A Carl Sandburg Writer Author’s...

*some buckshot in mamma‘s rope basket” Fixing tu celebrate. Setting up to join the Mountain New Years display around dusk up here in the...

The sky flashes, and mountains shutter Seas trembling A rumble fills the dusty air Creatures scurry about nowhere The Creator is...

Projected Illusion No window Confusion? A face A landscape Reflection Shadow Captured On a blank wall Nothing Nothing at all Yet There it...

My Bard Fellow My fellow bard I have but one last favor Myself to ask, I have four score Of poetry Left upon my shelf Please I beg...

*photo by Lauren A chair, Papa, Please Pull up Late night. Why of course I’m there For my favorite, Chai Tea Thee And I. I Tesser Mile...

*Jim Shore Quilt Crèche I have many Crèche garnered over the years. Some I keep. Some I gift. Each reminds me of the true meaning of...

“So, Mary, what say we call him Emmanuel?” They also considered: 🎶Wonderful, 🎶Counselor, 🎶Almighty God, 🎶the Everlasting Father,...

And suddenly a tree appeared *our humble Christmas memory tree Out of nowhere, As if it had been there all along, Or perhaps in a...

. . . . “And there a babe in swaddling clothes on hay, Why does this story never wear out?” To my family far and nigh For reasons I can’t...

The transition from now to memories is a nostalgic chasm into which my heart sinks; emptiness and loss haunt me but my soul emerges happy...

What lies before us In the pursuit of Truth and Wisdom tom tenbrunsel A Carl Sandburg Writer Author’s Note: How many different ways can...

I dreamed a dream came true I dreamed that I met you Like a glove we fit together We, me and You tom tenbrunsel A Carl Sandburg Writer

*photo by Kerri Puzzle me. I love the wooden ones . . . especially. Deep Breathing, Relaxation in my PJ’s Puppy near by, sigh! Pine...

“A quilt for the retiring colonel from mom” Quilts so lovingly stitched at the quilter’s hand Bear stored up curative Medicinality That...