Saturday, November 22, 2025

Cranky Old Aunt Robert - poem

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    Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office   Cranky Old Aunt Robert   “I just don’t go to funeral...

Your Words, Your Way - poem

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  Your Words, Your Way   At the end of the day, your words, your way Now healing and sealing the wounds of your friends Giving grace and pea...

We See Stories as We Walk - poem

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  Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office   As I was a-walking One Morning for Pleasure –  We See Storie...

Is There a Thai Army Knife? - poem

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   Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office   Is There a Thai Army Knife?     “A man’s not dressed without his po...

He was a Cute Little Boy - poem

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  Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office   He was a Cute Little Boy   And on occasion he was told n...

What Does an I.C.E. Agent Do on His Day Off? - doggerel

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   Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office   What Does an I.C.E. Agent Do on His Day Off?   He might want to pau...

A Crude Review of my TV Service Provider - doggerel

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  Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office   A Crude Review of my TV Service Provider   Unplug and re...

Ennui at the Gas Pumps - poem

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  Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office   Ennui at the Gas Pumps   You Have Been Approved   Pl...
Monday, November 17, 2025

Give a Man a Fish or a Bucket Truck - short poem

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  Give a Man a Fish or a Bucket Truck   Give a man a fish and he’ll eat for a day Give a man a bucket truck and he’ll Block   Ever...

The Manifest Destiny of Cooking Shows - short poem

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   Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office   The Manifest Destiny of Cooking Shows   There are no national crise...
Sunday, November 9, 2025

Turning Over Parts of Poems with a Golden Shovel - poem

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  Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office   Turning Over Parts of Poems with a Golden Shovel   A gol...

Her Delicate Wit and Charm - mildly amusing doggerel

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   Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office   Her Delicate Wit and Charm   Her conversation and her charming inte...

Going to Concrete Floor Space Hungry - bitter and artless doggerer

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  Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office                                    Going to Concrete Floor Spa...

A Proposed Coda to the Rite of Baptism

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  Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office   A Proposed Coda to the Rite of Baptism   Priest, parents...
Thursday, November 6, 2025

She Sings to Us - poem

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   Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office   She Sings to Us   Far away she sings Lady Moon sings to us both Her...

Walk-In Shower Quotes - it started with an advertisement

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  Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office   Walk-In Shower Quotes     An advertisement     “...

The Jordan and the Chao Praya - poem

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   Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office   The Jordan and the Chao Praya   Rivers of healing Upon which we sen...
Wednesday, October 29, 2025

A Sir Philip Sidney Moment with a Rubbish Bin, but not a Red Rubbish Bin - poem

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  Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office   A Sir Philip Sidney Moment   With a Rubbish Bin, but not...
Saturday, October 25, 2025

Where are the Frogs of Spring? - poem

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   Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office   Where are the Frogs of Spring?   -as John Keats never said   Ay, wh...

We Need to Talk - poem

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  Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office   We Need to Talk   When a woman says, “we need to talk” ...