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Lady and the Lamb – Photo by Smith<\/p><\/div>\n

I have to write this down<\/strong><\/p>\n

the seagulls the tide full and returning
\nthe noise the cries, purple-pink light
\nsun rising, bruised sky, air lifting.<\/p>\n

I have to write this down
\nthe air and sea the palms outstretched, open
\nholding the moment
\nthe past, the future and
\nwhat is to come
\nthe thankfulness of ocean, ebb tide flowing
\nseagulls’ cries, air, sun, purple \u2013
\npink light, bruised sky<\/p>\n

an opening now clear and opal
\nopen palms facing the dawn cupped palms
\ncradling in one palm the moment in the other
\na poem, together open
\npraising the day.<\/p>\n

~ Geraldine Green<\/p>\n

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Flavorite Things<\/strong><\/p>\n
I stroke the cat’s fur to hear her purr.
\nI love that sound, that and rain and train,
\nthe water rush of wind in trees
\ntheir leaves rustling in relief,
\nbrooks babbling, creeks bubbling,
\nrivulets running, streams sighing,
\nchildren playing, laughing,
\nlovers murmuring, friend’s hello,
\nwife’s I love you with bonus hug,
\ndistant drone of airplane and buzz of fly
\non hot summer day while lying in high grass,
\nchurch bell and Buddhist temple gong,
\nWestminster clock chime,
\ngospel and doo-wop harmony,
\nthe drone of an old car on an older road,
\nbee buzz, surf slap,
\nme and you, baby coo,
\nbird chirp, cow moo,
\nyour basic please and thank you,
\nmost of Miles Davis,
\nand the silence of morning dew.<\/p>\n
~ Steven B. Smith<\/p>\n
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