Month: August 2012

You Can’t Steal What Is Already Yours Poem by Cynthia Evans

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You Can’t Steal What Is Already Yours
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Embedded in our
bones, worn into sinews,
We carry the
memories of one another.

Drums beat in
the night; it’s fall time,
And you hunted
with your bad shoulder.

Rising and
falling together,
The ducks fanned
their tails.

The bow you used
was worn from use,
And your
laughter crossed the ages.

You can’t steal
what’s already yours,
And you belong to
everyone you know.

And knowing one
another is enough,
Because life is
words not the world.

We are not needy
or greedy with one another
Patience,
compassion is all, it’s the way.

We were forever
annointed by the sun’s dance,
Brought to our
knees by the smoke of life.

Now we’ve been
given to each other once again,
Your path looked
familiar and it brought me home.

Stay quiet now in
the knowing,
Your Creator has
you by the hand.
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Poetry Reading: Ted Kooser

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Ted Kooser is a major poetic voice for rural and small town America and the award-winning author of ten collections of poetry, most recently 2004’s Pulitzer Prize-winning Delights and Shadows.

Ten Second Poem by David Michael Jackson

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Befits me I guess this
serving of poems in the night.
You read the poem and leave me
silently.
I put my name on it but you do not remember me
tomorrow.
My fifteen minutes is ten seconds of your time,
ten seconds of hers, of his.
I have ten seconds, ten seconds.
My father, my father,
oh how his eyes did shine!

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