On File With You Posted By : Karen Cole Peralta
Friday, September 28th, 2007I wonder about you all. You don’t seem real.You’re all white all over or under and that’sThe way it is.
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Archive for September, 2007
Roses of Sharon Posted By : Karen Cole Peralta
Friday, September 28th, 2007( I wrote this poem in honor of any non-Japanese whokept Japanese-American property safe on BainbridgeIsland, WA, during the WWII Japanese-AmericanInternment. If there even were any such people. Mostother Americans ripped off J-A property, and boughttheir houses from the US government for cheap. )
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Woes = Two Dozen Bears Posted By : Karen Cole Peralta
Friday, September 28th, 2007I wrote this on a bear incident that happened to me in Stehekin, WA in 1980, where I “met” a black bear which was charging down a downgrade slope, and I “talked” it into going back uphill and leaving we “people” alone.
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Saskatchewan Dreams Posted By : Karen Cole Peralta
Friday, September 28th, 2007I wrote this due to our seeming to be getting ready to move to Saskatchewan. We went through all the paperwork to become permanent residents of Canada, only to find out at the last minute that we can’t go.
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Autumn Leaves Never Die Posted By : Karen Cole Peralta
Friday, September 28th, 2007I wrote this poem after wondering how it is that falling dead leaves could be so attractive; in short, what is the purpose of their loveliness, and what exactly are they meant to do with it?
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Beautiful City Posted By : Karen Cole Peralta
Friday, September 28th, 2007Tennyson wrote this centuries or so ago, and I ran across it during the Moslem riots in France. We’ve been at war, Christians, Jews and Moslems, for a very long time. It seemed timeless, so I decided to try to make an updated version of my own with the same original spirit that Sir Alfred […]
Who Am I? by Elysha Posted By : Elysha
Monday, September 24th, 2007You cannot see your self - you can only see what you are not. What you are is the very ‘thing’ that gives birth to all life, sustains that very life and then destroys that very life. You are that which constitutes the energy that is forever arising.
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Our Books, How are They? Posted By : Moci Arane
Monday, September 24th, 2007It’s time for our books to be closedGo ahead, write the new pages of your bookDon’t open your old bookssince those every words written arethe desiring soul.
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My Anna Grace Posted By : Stephanie Brannett
Saturday, September 15th, 2007A sweet poem about my little one with special needs who Blesses me daily.
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A Poem Expresses Our Feelings Posted By : Fibro Viv
Monday, September 10th, 2007One day when I was truly feeling my pain and almost lost my faith in God, I wrote this poem. Just know that you never have to loose your faith. God is always with us. I expressed my pain, wrote the poem and felt better:) So read on…..
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