Please do not bother to rescue me,
for the first time in my life I feel free!
So please do not come and get me.
You would do best to forget me.
I am doing fine, for one,
plus it's really lots of fun!
Wilderness survival is great out here.
At night I've never seen the stars so clear!
And so many new things to hear.
So please don't come anywhere near.
I feel great. I'm doing fine,
out on sandy beaches in sunshine
and under the cool jungle trees
or standing in ocean up to my knees,
and sometimes going to the beach at night,
waiting to see the dawn's first light,
learning things I'd never have known,
and self-supportive. Just see how I've grown!
Please do not bother to rescue me,
for the first time in my life I feel free!
So please do not come and get me.
You would do best to forget me.
~ ACS
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(This is a response to the message in a bottle prompt at Poetic Asides.)
"The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean; not to affect your reader, but to affect him precisely as you wish." ~ Robert Louis Stevenson
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Friday, April 29, 2011
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
NaPoWriMo
NaPoWriMo,
you have expanded my vocabulary
and my vision,
and helped me to learn to write better.
Thank you for that.
This month has been very good for my writing.
~ ACS
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you have expanded my vocabulary
and my vision,
and helped me to learn to write better.
Thank you for that.
This month has been very good for my writing.
~ ACS
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Monday, April 11, 2011
The Cabin
The cabin that began Raventown,
On the mountain's cool, wide, open space.
Solitary, peaceful it would be
To live in that beautiful, wonderful place.
~ACS
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(Response to an idea to write a poem of place.)
On the mountain's cool, wide, open space.
Solitary, peaceful it would be
To live in that beautiful, wonderful place.
~ACS
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(Response to an idea to write a poem of place.)
To the Mountains
I find myself longing to go to the mountains
of Utah, and just sit still for hour after hour,
and be in that beauty and hear the birds singing
and the bees buzzing busily in the fields of wildflowers,
and the sound of the clear water in all the brooks flowing
and maybe go and see the changing of seasons
from summer to autumn to winter to spring,
and know that God did send me here for a reason.
~ ACS
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(Response to an idea to write a poem of place.)
of Utah, and just sit still for hour after hour,
and be in that beauty and hear the birds singing
and the bees buzzing busily in the fields of wildflowers,
and the sound of the clear water in all the brooks flowing
and maybe go and see the changing of seasons
from summer to autumn to winter to spring,
and know that God did send me here for a reason.
~ ACS
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(Response to an idea to write a poem of place.)
Friday, April 8, 2011
Millie
Millie climbed a tree
and climbed so very high
that she was climbing clouds
and then she touched the sky.
She raced the sun across the sky
until the day was done,
then she danced with the stars
till they left one by one.
When sunrise came she came down again,
down from that land so high,
but she will not forget that day
that she spent in the sky.
~ ACS
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(Response to a prompt at NaPoWriMo to write a nursery rhyme.)
and climbed so very high
that she was climbing clouds
and then she touched the sky.
She raced the sun across the sky
until the day was done,
then she danced with the stars
till they left one by one.
When sunrise came she came down again,
down from that land so high,
but she will not forget that day
that she spent in the sky.
~ ACS
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(Response to a prompt at NaPoWriMo to write a nursery rhyme.)
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Snow Fall
snow fall
silent, white, cold
falling down to the earth
covering it with a blanket
of snow
~ ACS
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silent, white, cold
falling down to the earth
covering it with a blanket
of snow
~ ACS
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Winter
Summer seems so far away
As it snows again today,
Turning our back yard into
A land of cold, amazing view.
A frosty winter wonderland,
A new adventure on every hand.
A magical, frozen wilderness
Ruled by the winter's frosty kiss.
Silent, alert and watching all
Even as more flakes do fall,
Welcoming with its frosty hands
Travelers into its wintry lands.
Then when the snow melts again,
We long for the time once more when
The winter comes after the fall
And snow will come again for all.
~ ACS
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As it snows again today,
Turning our back yard into
A land of cold, amazing view.
A frosty winter wonderland,
A new adventure on every hand.
A magical, frozen wilderness
Ruled by the winter's frosty kiss.
Silent, alert and watching all
Even as more flakes do fall,
Welcoming with its frosty hands
Travelers into its wintry lands.
Then when the snow melts again,
We long for the time once more when
The winter comes after the fall
And snow will come again for all.
~ ACS
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An Ode to Selfishness
Why can't other people see
That their mediocrity
Comes nowhere near my grace and skill?
They won't. But they certainly will
Go on about their own feeble skill.
They talk and talk and bore you till
You have to tell them not to be rude
Or selfish, which is neither productive nor good.
~ ACS
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That their mediocrity
Comes nowhere near my grace and skill?
They won't. But they certainly will
Go on about their own feeble skill.
They talk and talk and bore you till
You have to tell them not to be rude
Or selfish, which is neither productive nor good.
~ ACS
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Friday, April 1, 2011
Haiku
a boy leading ducks
down to the river to drink
same as yesterday
~ A. Shoemaker
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down to the river to drink
same as yesterday
~ A. Shoemaker
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