Thursday, May 23, 2013

Stormin' Mornin' by Walter Donilon Annenberg

 



The voltage builds
As electrons swept
From trailing edge
To some front they crept

As the earth turns
They fail to keep up
In moisture churns
They gather abrupt

As raindrops fall
The water collects
Oxygen worlds
Amidst their own chests

The valance orbits
Of the extreme moons
Gravity weakened
As repulsion wounds

Pressure overwhelms
Micro universe
External planets
New systems converse



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Wednesday, May 15, 2013

"Pat-a-Cake, Pat-a-Cake (Nursery Rhyme)" by Julia Emily Cohen




Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man,
Bake me a cake as fast as you can.
Roll it, and prick it, and mark it with a "B"
And put it in the oven for Baby and me!

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 Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man,
Bake me a cake as fast as you can.
Roll it, and prick it, and mark it with a "B"
And put it in the oven for Baby and me!


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Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Mom By Todd Wolverton Adams




Mom, i just wanted to let you know i care for you
mom, i wanted to tell you that 'i love you'
mom, i want to tell you i dont want to see you leave
but if you do, please remember me.

Mom, im happy because your happy
mom, im here for you because your here for me
mom, i wanna stop time so you wont get old
but if you do, please remember me.

Mom, today is your day
mom, live it to the fullest
mom, i hope you dont take it out of hand
but if you do, please remember me.










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Friday, May 3, 2013

America-- by Janet Hamilton Blecha




'Peace, peace, O peace!' sweet peace, descend,
The cloud of war asunder rend;
Thy gentle reign alone restores
Rest to Columbia's ravaged shores!


Peace, peace! Shall still your brother's blood
Cry from the ground-'the purple flood
Is swelling high, soon to o'erflow
In tides of ruin, shame, and woe?'


Peace, peace! We know your ends and aims,
Your wild, ambitious, monstrous claims;
The States shall reign, the globe a throne,
Your sceptre sway the world alone!


Peace, peace! Wild dreamers, what are ye?
A people now or yet to be?
Or but a rude conglomeration
Of every kindred, tongue, and nation?


Peace, peace! No more of boast or vaunt,
Of false pretence, or lying cant;
Is it, indeed, to free the 'niggers'
You lap white blood like thirsty tigers?


Peace, peace! and hold your braggart tongue,
Tall for your years, wild, reckless, young;
We've borne it long, but there's an end,
Beware, my boy, your speech amend!


Peace, peace! O pause, and take a breath;
Your horrid carnival of death
Is so exhausting; credit, gold,
Blood, name, and fame-all, all are sold!


Peace, peace! I've heard the lying mouth
Say all 'your sympathies go South,'
'Tis false! aversion, horror, scorn
Is due where slaves are bred and born!


Peace, peace! Let go the South for ever,
United States again? no-never!
The bond is loosed, the die is cast,
The Rubicon of Fate is passed!






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