Saturday, November 21, 2015

Thanksgiving - Places for Everyone

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Thanksgiving – Places for Everyone Somehow there are places enough for everyone A tectonic shifting o...

Aves Lost and Found - Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Aves Lost and Found Like years one’s Aves softly slip away Across the lips and heart as songs of love...

The Chestnut Street Cafe - Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com The Chestnut Tree Café Another glass or two of Victory gin A drag on a Victory cigarette A game of c...

Old Robes - Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Old Robes “Lest our old robes sit easier than our new” -Macbeth II.iiii A re-sale blazer is liturgi...

Two Drowsy Old Dogs - Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Two Drowsy Old Dogs The adventures are pretty much over now And the field gear was turned in long ago...

The Dying Romantic Mathematician - Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com The Dying Romantic Mathematician “Your trapezoid is vectored to a sphere” She sighed, “and parallels ...

Halloween Storm - Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Halloween Storm October’s wind and rain are being bad They beat against the windows and the walls De...

The Unbeliever's Rosary- Poem

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The Unbeliever’s Rosary On the Occasion of a Passing Say: Our thoughts and prayers are with you. Our thoughts and prayers are with yo...

The Deposit of Faith - a Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com The Deposit of Faith Do Catholics believe in anything now? Our ancient Faith is a tangle of ruins Wh...

Twinky-Twank Jesus - a Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Twinky-Twank Jesus These are my church clothes; it’s all about me Dressed to praise Jesus in my sneak...

So Who's the Snowflake?

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Mack Hall Mhall46184@aol.com So who’s the Snowflake? “The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, / But in ourselves…” - Julius Caesa...

"At this Point, What Differend Does it Make?

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Mack Hall, HSG Mhall46184@aol.com “At This Point, What Difference Does it Make?” The Constitution, through a series of complexities inc...

Used Spy Blimp for Sale

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Mack Hall, HSG Mhall46184@aol.com Used Spy Blimp for Sale Given the numbers of garage sales, yard sales, flea markets, and resale shops...
Monday, October 26, 2015

A Few Fragmented Thoughts in Search of a Thesis

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Mack Hall, HSG Mhall46184@aol.com A Few Fragmented Thoughts in Search of a Thesis A cracker purported to be from the Titanic (how do...
Saturday, October 24, 2015

Listen to the Moon - A Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Listen to the Moon When you are very old, speak to the moon, Just as you did when you were very young...

The True-Born Englishman Wants his Nap - A Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com The True-Born Englishman Wants his Nap Whenever an Englishman wants to sleep He attends a cricket mat...

Another Inadequate Baptismal Metaphor - A Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Another Inadequate Baptismal Metaphor September rain is a baptism of sorts Redeeming summer’s woods a...

Where are the Squirrels of Spring? - A Poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Where are the Squirrels of Spring? (John Keats wrote much of the first line; I helped him with the res...

Deer Season

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Deer Season An autumn morning in the chilly woods The campfire mostly ashes grey and warm Some early...

Night Terrors - A Poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Night Terrors When in the darkness monsters creeping near Chase all the dreams from a little boy’s h...