Sunday, September 27, 2015

Prayer for Saint John Paul II with a Bar Code - Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Prayer for Saint John Paul II with a Bar Code A homily scrunched onto a prayer card A catal...

Blood Moon - Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Blood Moon The end of the world is upon us again Twice in one month our planet has been curse...

The Long Retreat - Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com The Long Retreat Everything seems to be sad twilight now Our golden dusk has dimmed, and sl...

Song of the Wild Sheep - Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Song of the Wild Sheep Does a sheep ever long to be a free spirit? While waiting in a pen for she...

Cane, Shillelagh, or Pilgrim’s Staff?

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Mack Hall, HSG Mhall46184@aol.com Cane, Shillelagh, or Pilgrim’s Staff? A walking stick does not walk at all; it is carried by ...
Monday, September 21, 2015

On the Shortage of Farmhands - Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com On the Shortage of Farmhands Or Got Gratitude? No televised awards for milking c...

Autumn Equinox with Heat and Dust - Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Autumn Equinox with Heat and Dust Perhaps old Janus is an autumn god His door is open to the summer...

An Offset Wing - Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com An Offset Wing A pine nut rotors down, suspended from Its only wing for this its only flight ...

Notification of Death - Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Notification of Death A sheet of paper is a forest leaf Two sides of life reflected in the sun...

The Joint Task Force Combat Commando Pillow Brigade of Fluffy Death

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com The Joint Task Force Combat Commando Pillow Brigade of Fluffy Death During the American Revolut...

Room at the Inn

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Lawrence Hall, HSG Mhall46184@aol.com Room at the Inn If Jesus had been born in Newfoundland, the folks there would have found r...
Monday, September 14, 2015

Enemies Foreign and Domestic - Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Enemies Foreign and Domestic Some battles are fought in dripping woods And others along river...

About Those Purple Socks - Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com About Those Purple Socks Graham Greene’s Monsignor Quixote The world had no more use for ...

The History Side of Wrong - Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aolcom The History Side of Wrong How very joyful then to be condemned For serving on the wrong side ...

A Salvage Sunday Morning - Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com A Salvage Sunday Morning Pearly morning mist over our little harbour The water sloshing a few...

Room at the Inn

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Mack Hall, HSG Mhall46184@aol.com Room at the Inn If Jesus had been born in Newfoundland, the folks there would have found room...
Saturday, September 5, 2015

Perhaps Today - Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Perhaps Today… The sun appears each dawn, predictably In its accustomed cosmic liturgy Arisin...

Untamed Poem - Poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Untamed Poem A writer in an online 'zeen issues An edict that must not be disobeyed: By order ...

Whatever Happened to Gilligan's Castaways?

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Mack Hall, HSG Mhall46184@aol.com Whatever Happened to Gilligan’s Castaways? After a busy day we are all tempted to take a well-de...
Tuesday, September 1, 2015

September at Last - Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com September at Last A dawn under clouds – September at last No one longs for August, or misses i...