Wednesday, November 26, 2025

A Homily Idling in Neutral Just off the Four-Lane to Emmaus - a poem about long sermons

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   Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office   A Homily Idling in Neutral Just off the Four-Lane to Emmaus   This ...

A Child’s Thanksgiving…WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY, YOUNG MAN!? - rhyming doggere.

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  Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office   A Child’s Thanksgiving… WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY, YOUNG MAN!? ...
Saturday, November 22, 2025

Remembrance of Poetry Magazines Past - poem (fancy that)

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  Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office                                    Remembrance of Poetry Magazines Pas...

Cats, Coffee, Choices, Autumn Leaves, Friends - short poem

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  Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office   Cats, Coffee, Choices, Autumn Leaves, Friends   I sat ou...

Northern Lights and a Little Magic - poem

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  Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office   Northern Lights and a Little Magic   I walked out to the hayfield un...

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...