Tag Archives: modern poetry

Evening Poem, April 21, 2019

Posted on April 21, 2019 by labeak52

That preacher will Not tell you to write That poem some of Them will but not that One.  He does not Understand that everything He is talking about is New creation breaking in and that Those who believe and Are … Continue reading →

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morning poem, Jan. 28, 2019

Posted on January 28, 2019 by labeak52

The morning sun on the bare trees Dead in winter, but alive in the light

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Morning Poem, April 27, 2017

Posted on April 27, 2017 by labeak52

  These early Spring mornings remind me of Taos Yellow sunlight filtering, being prismed through the mist And Herbie Hancock playing Joni Mitchell songs Soft and low, sweet and low, piano low Each riff a whispered secret . From a … Continue reading →

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mid day poem, may 13, 2015

Posted on May 13, 2015 by labeak52

The spirit wind lives Sometimes I hear it sing Sometimes on foggy riverbanks Sometimes in high ravines.   copyright 2015

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late night poem, April 26, 2015

Posted on April 26, 2015 by labeak52

They came to the river long after dark And built a fire there, the four of them They’d brought bait from home A little tub of chicken livers for the catfish And a coffee can full of nightcrawlers for everything … Continue reading →

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Morning Poem, March 17, 2015

Posted on March 17, 2015 by labeak52

, WHY I WRITE , Because every door opens onto mystery And invites the daring to adventure and flight To taste, finally, that rarest of flavors At the top of the storm At the top of the sweet wind. . … Continue reading →

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Morning Poem, March 11, 2015

Posted on March 11, 2015 by labeak52

I take hat and coat and gloves and scarf and boots Car keys and a pack filled with the days lunch. In my other hand, a travel mug of coffee I can barely manage to open the door Weighted as … Continue reading →

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Noonday Poem, January 9, 2015

Posted on January 9, 2015 by labeak52

Frost makes clean; near and far. . The lawns, the open lots the view of the town below are, like in the song, white and even. . In the woods, the pathways are firm and easy to grip. Even the … Continue reading →

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Afternoon Poem, December 15, 2014

Posted on December 15, 2014 by labeak52

Christmas Day Christmas is morning bright and joyful. . In a living room strewn with opened boxes and gifts of every description A young boy meditates: This is more than I expected more than I asked for and better, in … Continue reading →

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Some Thoughts On Poetry

Posted on November 26, 2014 by labeak52

Some of my friends don’t like poetry. These guys are neither dull nor unsophisticated. They read widely, some of them, and I find their tastes in prose pretty comparable to my own. More than once I have tried a book … Continue reading →

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