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Poetry Information
Welcome to the Town of Feeling
Happy, Sad, Mad and Glad,
Moved in down the street
A Case of The Fears
Chicken Soup is good for a cold
I Hate The Wait (Weight)
I get up in the morning
Why I enjoy Writing?
During interviews and general conversations with the public,one of the most difficult questions for me to answer(timely and thoroughly) is,"Why do you enjoy writing"?
Growing
Growing hurts sometimes;
saying goodbye to friends,
to things you?ve known and done
to things you wanted to do.
Growing heals sometimes
the shattered dreams and hopes
of a life you once knew
leading you to a new knowledge of yourself.
Growing is fun sometimes
meeting new friends
learning new things
making changes that feel good and moving on.
Growing is necessary always.
Without change there is stagnation
death instead of life.
To choose to live is to choose to grow.
Copyright 2002
Kens Poem
How wonderfully sweet to be a dweller
dwelling on the road of goodbye.
Bittersweet tears fall as I think
of all the places I?ll never see,
all the faces I?ll never know,
all the joys I?ll never share,
as I head for the unknown.
I have lived life as best I could,
met challenges head on,
drawing strength from an unseen source.
You cannot come with me on this journey
you can only stand and watch,
sometimes the more difficult task.
I know what I must do
and I will give myself a voice
drawn from the inward depths of my being.
For Ken
June 1, 2003
copyright Fran Watson
Find the Magic
FIND the MAGIC
Ocean Heal Me
Ocean Heal Me
Bleed
now is not the time to open
open that great door again
not the time to be more tolerant
not the time to play to win
Joined
My Final Defeat - Fixed Competition
She probably can't remember and I know I can never forget...the first time I saw her like that I was only nine years-oldnot naive by any stretchhaving seen my share of tragedy-my parent's bitter battles in my first five years of lifethen the inevitable end of their marriagebut not before 700 days of devastation called divorcethat destroyed dreams and deeply damaged heartsI had no idea life could get worse...
You Lost Your Last Gamble and Me
I will never think twice nor will I roll the dice When it comes to my life I will take my Grannio's advice
Its What She Didnt Say
When I hear your voice inside my head it makes me think of you every single day as I fight back tears of sadness and wonder if you're okay
My hero, my best friend, my Grannio (a.k.a my Grandmother)
She raised me like I was her own daughter from the day I was born 32 years ago.
Ive Learned
You cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them.
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Poetry and Other Texts, Fitted for a Song (or Two)New York TimesThe poetry of Emily Dickinson has featured prominently in the ensemble's events; here it offered settings of four of her texts. Inspired by a trip to Sweden early in its career, the ensemble often programs Scandinavian songs in the original languages. |
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Literary scholar Paul Fussell dead at 88Boston.com"Great War and Modern Memory" used the work of English poets and authors to demonstrate how war is romanticized and idealized, turned into moral and religious parable, and what happens when the reality of war overwhelms the dream of it.and more » |
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New Poetry Book Shares Freestyle Poetic Voice of a Young MindSan Francisco Chronicle (press release)(PRWEB) May 23, 2012 An engaging collection of literary poetry drawn out from the dawning of a new writer with a freestyle poetic voice in a young mind. and grasping his freedom of creatively expressing his thoughts with a tightly closed fist is in ...and more » |
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Poet's work 'an act of discovery'Concord MonitorThe e-mail interview she provides from this undisclosed location where she is deep in artistic seclusion and unreachable by phone is nearly as graceful and radiant as her poetry, revelatory of the reverence she seems to impart to every ordinary thing. |
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Hudson sixth-grader wins 'Poetry with a Purpose' contestLufkin Daily NewsAndrews, a sixth-grader at Hudson Middle School, wrote the winning poem in the hospital's “Poetry with a Purpose” contest. In honor of the 8th Annual Women In Red/Healthy Woman Anniversary Luncheon, Woodland Heights Medical Center called on the talent ... |
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Poetry contest winners earn accoladesLa Grande ObserverThe youths did so while composing poems they entered in this year's annual La Grande K-12 Poetry Contest. This year's 180 entrants was the highest total in the contest's history, said Kathy O'Neal of La Grande, the contest's director the past nine ... |
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Poetry and two cups of teaMaple Ridge News“It's mainly attributable to my mother's 90th birthday,” says Baird, contemplating the inspiration for his first book of poetry while sitting on a bench in the sunshine at the Ridge Meadows Association for Community Living Office in downtown Maple ... |
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Video: Senior's slam poetry earns him a trip to DCTam NewsTall, pale, with a constant air of casualness, senior Billy Butler is a slam poet. Butler has shared his original poems with the community on many occasions; he has been cheered on by the student body at rallies, performed at the 142 Throckmorton ... |
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Copyright 2002
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