Category Archives: Poetry

keep in store

Stories are the keep in store for future use of humanity :- Doug.

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My own play

This is a plan for my own play with my immediate grandchildren. Did you see what you said? Did you smell what you spouted? Here then might be poetry! :- Doug.

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Wakeners to edit

That took some time to mine what was there, to find more poems and wakeners, to edit and make stronger more faithful what I had written. :- Doug.

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A poem calls to attend

I think I will lean more to speaking of writing poems, or even poems writing me, rather than poetry. Poetry is a general category: a poem calls me to attend. :- Doug.

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Poems in bed!

It was a busy morning today: writing poems in bed! :- Doug.

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with, find

With grandchildren, find poems! :- Doug.

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What you said

What you said Hear Run it through again :- Doug.

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Workin’ ya

Workin’ ya poems are for :- Doug.

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Far from teaching

Far from teaching I am hearing :- Doug.

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Saturday morning

Saturday morning lingers abed poems writing me :- Doug.

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Then I did not know

Then I did not know what was my message supposing — since joy is gathering splashes from converse :- Doug.

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poems poems gathering

poems poems gathering gathering :- Doug.

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Gather grandchildren

Gather grandchildren. :- Doug.

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Every day stirs

Every day stirs me ask the grandchildren :- Doug.

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Sunrise convinces

Sunrise convinces the quest is right sing new poems :- Doug.

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Dreams as art

Dreams are at least Art Art draws one out :- Doug.

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At play

At play with the 11th generation :- Doug.

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