Tag: Verse

They Say It Happens to Everybody Sometimes

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Alas that it has now occurred,
A hateful thing that I have heard–
I dare not even spell the word–
Befalls some men my age!

Of course I meant this; what else would you think?
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Though I had primed the pump, I thought,
And worked it such that there had ought
To be some flow, such as I’d sought,
It’s dry, to shame and rage.

So I will loose from hand my pen.
Tomorrow, I shall try again
In hope that this will make no end
Of my words on the page!

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A Sonnet for My Darling’s Fiftieth

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Now half a hundred years have passed you by,
Yet stronger and more vibrant now than I
First knew you stand you. Who could you deny
What you would seek, who labor so to build
A better life for you and yours, and gild
Far more than Hugh’s gaze, both in scope and skill?
No gift that I could give could ever rise
To meet what you deserve, whose shining eyes
Grow brighter every year, and no surprise
Could stir in you delight you ought to get.
But knowing this, and well, I struggle yet
To raise a tribute to you, on it set
Such jewels as I can polish from the mine
In which I dig, beloved wife of mine!

I’m in favor of a small bill…
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For Memorial Day 2026

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What might they think
Those in whose names today is observed
Even when
Especially when
Those names are not known?

This is the kind of thing, right?
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Would they feel pride at what they see
At the state of the nation for which they bled
For which they died
And of its actions in the world?

Perhaps it remains for the best
That they continue quiet rest
Who stood before the final test
And passed it

About the Concert Last Night

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How much delight I took in hearing how she played,
One among the many there arrayed
In lacquered brass and polished grenadilla,
And how much more in knowing that the sound
That did me and others then surround
Will carry forward for some years yet!

It’s good for folks of all ages!
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A Little Time Away

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It’s time to take a little break,
Though I do not the work forsake;
Still, it is time for me to take
A little time away.

I do like a hammock…
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I‘ll pick it up again in time,
But until them, a little rhyme
Is what I have; it is no crime,
A little time away.

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A Final Limerick for #NaPoWriMo2026

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The regrettable tally is done;
A hopeful time is soon begun,
And I look ahead,
Try not to feel dread
As the clouds part and admit the sun.

Cue Grieg.
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A Regretfully Penultimate Limerick for #NaPoWriMo2026

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What could I have done with my days
Instead of indulging malaise
Or turning away
From whimsy and play
That I might now claim to my praise?

However you figure it…
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A Twenty-Eighth Regretful Limerick for #NaPoWriMo2026

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I think of the welcomes denied,
Not to me but by me. Some tried
To open their doors,
Say “What’s mine is yours,”
But I, alas, such things decried.

It is late for such things, now.
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A Twenty-Seventh Regretful Limerick for #NaPoWriMo2026

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Where all the idle hours went
I know not, nor how they were spent.
I cannot recall
How minutes would fall
While I waited without relent.

Apt.
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A Twenty-Sixth Regretful Limerick for #NaPoWriMo2026

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The dice soon will no longer fall,
For initiative rolls soon no more call
Will be at table made;
The game is near-played,
And the last round I cannot forestall.

Just a little more…
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