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by Pamela Claxton Moffatt ~ Apr 1, 2013
Leaden sky
Absorbs the light.
Wambling through the bamboo grove
I enter into the gloaming...
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by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ~ Nov 26, 2012
The clouds were far beneath me; bathed in light,
They gathered mid-way round the wooded height,
And, in their fading glory, shone
Like hosts in battle overthrown.
As many a pinnacle, with shifting glance.
Through the gray mist thrust up its shattered lance...
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by Peter Falkenberg Brown ~ May 12, 2012
In the center of the most beautiful place in the world
there nods a tree
of unknown measure.
How tall; how far; how wide
its branches reach...
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by Kimmy Sophia Brown ~ Mar 3, 2012
Boots crossing the brown sugar field
at twilight
dog pulling on the leash
and sun angling down like a lure on a hook
low in the sky...
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by Kimmy Sophia Brown ~ Mar 3, 2012
In my father's nightstand
is the drawer
Where he keeps a man-sized
Hershey bar...
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by Kimmy Sophia Brown ~ Feb 22, 2012
I’m feeling particularly sad today
I let my monster out
She screamed and raged and stomped around
Feeling quite justified in her exasperation.
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by Kimmy Sophia Brown ~ Feb 21, 2012
I am not Joan of Arc.
Oh I could have been her for a week or two.
I might have heard voices,
I might have worn armour,
But when I got tired or scared
I probably would have gone home.
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by Grace Brown ~ Mar 23, 2011
'I want to live by the sea'
said I.
Where the air breathes full.
A gentle rebirth
every moment.
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by Katherine Mayfield ~ Jan 17, 2011
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by Kimmy Sophia Brown ~ Sep 9, 2010
There are forms that reside in granite and in marble
Unseen
Until the sculptor's tools
Reveal the form within
Waiting there all along.
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This was written for Tadin when he was two, about him and his older brother, Tymon.
by Kimmy Sophia Brown ~ Oct 20, 2009
The little hands separate vanilla wafers from chocolate
until the plate holds only vanilla.
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by Kimmy Sophia Brown ~ Sep 22, 2009
I sit with my left hand fitting /
on top of the well-groomed head of our cat, /
My fingers between his perky ears and lean jaw /
That lean into the massaging of my hand...
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by Kimmy Sophia Brown ~ Aug 2, 2009
Another Saturday
the sun shining brightly
the radio raucous with song
the house deathly quiet.
My children grew up.
They are not here.
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On the occasion of our family's departure from Indian Neck, Virginia after five years.
by Peter Falkenberg Brown ~ Oct 2, 2007
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Renovación de los Votos de Matrimonio en forma de poema, escritos para la reafirmación del Matrimonio Trino y Eterno de Peter y Kimmy Sophia Brown con 24 años de matrimonio. La ceremonia se celebró en la House Mountain Overlook, el domingo 8 de octubre de 2006 en las montañas Shenandoah, con Tymon, Grace, Ranin, Tadin y amigos.
by Peter Falkenberg Brown ~ May 21, 2007
Imaginación e iluminación
nos ha llevado a este momento
donde podemos ver el futuro.
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Wedding Vows in the form of a poem, written on the occasion of the reaffirmation of the eternal triune marriage of Peter & Kimmy Sophia Brown. 24th Year of Marriage. Ceremony held at House Mountain Overlook, Shenandoah Mountains, with Tymon, Grace, Ranin, Tadin & Friends.
by Peter Falkenberg Brown ~ Oct 8, 2006
Imagination and illumination have lead us to this moment where we can see the future.
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by Peter Falkenberg Brown ~ Aug 10, 2003
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by Peter Falkenberg Brown ~ Jul 28, 2003
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for my wife on mother's day, 2003
the twenty-fourth anniversary of our betrothal
by Peter Falkenberg Brown ~ May 11, 2003
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by Peter Falkenberg Brown ~ Apr 27, 2003
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Feel good about life
and feed your soul some vittles...
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from the columns and essays of Significato.
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Transport your soul...
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by curling up with a short story or poem.
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Increase your bliss
and nourish your soul...
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with tidbits on nature, music, books, films, health and writings from bygone days.
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Feel good about life by helping the world...
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