Tag Archives: Imagination

One For The Road

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Christmas Trilogy Part III

The Greatest Ever Christmas Tree Part III Ruckus The man with a puzzled look Turned and then a few steps took Until in front of Hoot he stood And with all the control he could Said “Hoot, I know I’m … Continue reading

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Christmas Trilogy Part II

The Greatest Ever Christmas Tree Part II Toothpick From the brush there came a rustle And the bunny with a hustle Hopped to Hoot and quickly said I found him but I ran ahead Tell your friend, do not dismay … Continue reading

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Christmas Trilogy Part I

For several years at Christmas, my wife’s aunt and I would pick a joke gift for each other and write a poem about it. One year, I found a set of three hand puppets, an owl, a beaver, and a … Continue reading

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Spurkey

Who brought the Spam to the first Thanksgiving? The Pilgrims brought the Spam I think The Indian’s brought something to drink Though history books do not repeat it There’s more to do with corn then eat it A spurkey is … Continue reading

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The Silent Cry

I sense without hearing Observe but do not see Vibrations on my heart Receive the silent cry It echoes on my soul Wrapped as in a dream Reality denied Believe the silent cry Soon it will depart Yet the essence … Continue reading

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Dark Wood

I know better then to be here I’ve been told Things happen here Bad things Yet I am drawn No. ┬áMore like willed I have not the power to resist I cannot I smell the decay The cloying stench Of … Continue reading

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