Edmund D. Zayat

Tulsa, Oklahoma, USA

Born, December 7, 1918, New York of Demitri and Hazel Zayat. Married to Yvonne Strong Zayat, with one daughter Valerie Bloodgood. Numerous Professional Writings and studies, many unpublished poems, a few submitted and published in local newspapers. I first became infatuated with poetry at age 12 when I memorized John Masefield's "Sea Fever."

Window Of My Thoughts

I stared and stared past the window, deeply immersed in thought,
Listening to the dripping of rain the vented clouds had wrought.
Rain gently tapping on the window with its streamlets to the sill,
Transformed my mood imperceptibly from pensive to tranquil.
I stared and stared out the window, to see what I could see,
Rain from a gray-cast sky nourishing green grass and a tree,
And pockmarked pools in flower beds and wonders you can't explain
Like misty astral impressions God created on a window pane.

The Towering Pines Of Barryville

Tall are the pines of Barryville which many years have grown
Some stand in clusters and some stand alone
All awesomely erect like sentinels on guard
With arms that are poised to the command of God.
And, when the Heavenly King speaks softly to the winds
The towering pines acknowledge by a gentle whisper of their limbs
Oh, listen to the Lord's message sent by way of the pines
And hear about peace and tranquility amidst mother nature's rhymes.
It's a magnificent pine forest circling dense all around
This majestic profusion protect deer which often abound
And the carpet of needles that was shed on earth's floor
Help keep the tip-toeing bucks from the hunter's door.
Come, you must see the beauty and feel the boughs that smell of pine
It's a serene experience that will engulf you right to the marrow of your spine
So come, come all ye to Barryville and see the towering pine
You'll sense God's power and glory - a blessing which will be forever thine.

Those Spoken Words

Oh, how often we tend to say
To ourselves in a quiet way
"Please Lord, make this a better day
Give me strength, love and words to pray".
Words we find difficult to share
with those we love kept unaware
It's those we love we need to bare
Those spoken words that tell we care.
Words we need to utter aloud
Without shame, or feeling too proud
Whether alone or in a crowd
Speak up, and not with head low bowed.
If you forget or choose to wait
Those words you'd speak might be too late
so open your heart, don't hesitate
And then if need be reiterate.
T'will restore your soul anew
To say those words, if only a few
Kind, simple, tender words should do
Like the magic of "I love you".

Graduate: A Word To The Wise

Look not so much upon the world you leave behind,
Except, remember it's the steps upon which you climbed;
Languish not so much upon the glory that you bask in now,
Except, ponder enthusiastically with a purpose and a vow;
Look hopefully instead toward the years ahead,
For that which is yet to come, indeed, must be
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