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Far-Far-Away
Far–far–away
What sight so lured him thro’ the fields he knew
As where earth’s green stole into heaven’s own hue,
Far–far–away?
What sound was dearest in his native dells?
The mellow lin-lan-lone of evening bells
Far...
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Theme : Aging
An elderly lady came to me
From an Old Age Home
She was white and dried
Her blood sugar was up
Her blood pressure was down
Before she fainted
She clutched my pen
And tried to write
She grasped my eyes
And told me her life
Her son cajoled her
Mama you...
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Somewhere
far off
beyond the sand dunes and a ragged
sky-piece
pierced with the last of camel hooves
tired in pursuit of a long
day, the evening in its bridal finery finally lets the day
sleep in her arms.
Somewhere
a sea rages in an impatience of gold and green
of mustard...
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Summers in Delhi and
walking with you
in the Connaught Place arcade for hours
was just a ruse
hunting for bargains in lanes
and by lanes
of feelings and imagination.
A sudden gust of hot wind
holding to our sanity
blew your long hair that day
hiding your face.
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silent snowfall
the sound of dark-eyed junco
cracking sunflower seeds
an'ya
Published in Potpourri Vol. 13 No. 42001
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silk and glass
a spider goes to and from
the windchime
an'ya
[Finalist Penumbra 2005 Poetry and Haiku
from the 18th Annual Penumbra
Contest and published in the anthology.]
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spring cleaning---
mother removes cobwebs
with her 3-prong cane
an'ya
HSA Members' Anthology, 2006 & Lyman Haiku Awaard 2005, 2nd. Place
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starlings---
a little more slack
in the clothesline
an'ya
Published Hermitage, 2006
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summer's end
the falling ashes
from a distant wildfire
©An'ya
The Heron's Nest book Volume IV, Number 10 and online October 2002
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Something scrapes
while I don’t sleep
which aren’t horses restrained
something runs, jumps
that’s not a herd
and something quivers
that’s not the earth
and something yelps
on this night nothing illuminates
which aren’t new born cubs
something strug...
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A walk along the sandy beach
Could not put memories out of reach,
The summer's day, though warm in hue,
Refused to still all thoughts of you.
The waves pounded rhythmic refrain
That splashed your name over again,
Strong winds blew thoughts of you along
With gusty blasts of se...
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The stars came down in harmony,
Assembled, sparkling, in mid-air,
The night took on, in midnight hue,
Meticulous, black velvet care.
The moon hung steadily in place,
And shone in watchful, brilliant glow,
The sky waited, in reverent hush,
As all was still, in sleep, below.
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The Antiseptic Baby and the Prophylactic Pup Were playing in the garden when the Bunny gamboled up; They looked upon the Creature with a loathing undisguised;- It wasn't disinfected and it wasn't Sterilized. They said it was a Microbe and a Hotbed of Disease; They steamed...
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Others abide our question. Thou art free.
We ask and ask — Thou smilest and art still,
Out-topping knowledge. For the loftiest hill,
Who to the stars uncrowns his majesty,
Planting his steadfast footsteps in the sea,
Making the heaven of heavens his dwelling place,
Spar...
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A walk along the sandy beach
Could not put memories out of reach,
The summer's day, though warm in hue,
Refused to still all thoughts of you.
The waves pounded rhythmic refrain
That splashed your name over again,
Strong winds blew thoughts of you along
With gusty blasts of sea- ...
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From the Orient
You brought me many gifts:
A red silk blouse embroidered with gold from China,
Art from Korea,
Unusual pen sets from Japan.
England brought hand-painted china,
Complete with a tea pot that looked like it arrived
From days gone by
Amsterdam gave T-shirts and hats,
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the sum of sums
is that we can never give
more than we take
that autumn will tumble into spring
without winter being noticed
loneliness becomes a need to escape the crowds
and even the brightest of sunrises
inevitably turns into falling sunsets
holding o...
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Food tastes better
When eaten while I'm nestled in your arms;
Even cold, day old rice,
Takes on a certain exotic flair
When you feed it to me,
With worn chopsticks
While I sit on your lap,
And lean against your chest,
And feel the softness of
Your favourite T-shirt,
While you...
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In his most hushed voice he answers the phone
to inform the caller that I am still asleep
but I’m not
half an hour later he emerges around the door
with a tray of carefully sliced mangoes,
scrambled eggs,
bagels slathered with cream cheese and strawberry preserves
and a cup...
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"See they come, post haste from Thanet"
See they come, post haste from Thanet,
Lovely couple, side by side;
They've left behind them Richard Kennet
With the Parents of the Bride!
Canterbury they have passed through;
Next succeeded Stamford-bridge;
Chilham village they...
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Like a bread without the spreadin', Like a puddin' without sauce, Like a mattress without beddin', Like a cart without a hoss, Like a door without a latchstring, Like a fence without a stile, Like a dry an' barren creek bed- Is the face without a smile. Like a house without a dooryard, Like a yard w...
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If you have a friend worth loving, Love him. Yes, and let him know That you love him, ere life's evening Tinge his brow with sunset glow. Why should good words ne'er be said Of a friend-till he is dead? If you hear a song that thrills you, Sung by any child of song, Praise it. Do not let the s...
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I'll sing You a song of the world and its ways, And the many strange people we meet — From the rich man who rolls in his millions of wealth, To the struggling wretch on the street. But a man, tho' he's poor, and in tatters and rags, We should never affect to despise; But think of the ada...
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And the early morning sky begins to glow.
There's a booming gobble in the valley below.
My heart starts pounding; adrenaline flow.
I ready myself for nature's show.
I notice the woods, mostly gray and brown,
As I find a tree and settle down,
Sprigs of green are all around
And so...
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She's the only one that listens, The only one that cares She loves me more than words can say So she tells me when I'm scared She's always there for me Whatever I do or say Guiding me on, leading the way Helping me day by day She helps me cope with everything When the world is getting rough She giv...
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