Thursday, December 21, 2017
Thursday, December 7, 2017
Monday, December 4, 2017
DON'T THANK ME...IT WAS MY PLEASURE
THANK
YOU
FOR JOINING THE
CAMPAIGN CALLING FOR THE
IMPEACHMENT OF PRESIDENT DONALD J. TRUMP FOR
VIOLATING THE U.S. CONSTITUTION.
X Lisa Porter-Grenn, M.D.
... and to the
clowns who voted for him: What were you thinking?
Sunday, December 3, 2017
DECEMBER HAS ME DREAMING OF HOMES... (and thus I pen poems) !
No
swank pied-à-terre
with a quaint crystal stair;
No ranch where
the deer wander free;
The home I like best
is the one "well-addressed"
Boasting lawns, garden paths,
Graceful trees...
*****
The fine thing
about it,
I trust you'll agree,
is the "wealth" such a place
Soon attracts...
Hummingbirds gild the lane,
Sunlit beams light the panes,
And a host of warm winds
Swell the eaves !
Wednesday, November 22, 2017
When November Rains... "She talks and I am fain to list"
My
November Guest
Robert Frost
My Sorrow, when she's
here with me,
Thinks these dark
days of autumn rain
Are beautiful as days
can be;
She loves the bare,
the withered tree;
She walked the sodden
pasture lane.
Her pleasure will not
let me stay.
She talks and I am
fain to list:
She's glad the birds
are gone away,
She's glad her simple
worsted gray
Is silver now with
clinging mist.
The desolate,
deserted trees,
The faded earth, the
heavy sky,
The beauties she so
truly sees,
She thinks I have no
eye for these,
And vexes me for
reason why.
Not yesterday I
learned to know
The love of bare
November days
Before the coming of
the snow,
But it were vain to
tell her so,
[And they are better
for her praise].
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