Martha Tittle

Newburgh, NY, USA

My favorite forms of poetry are religious, family, patriotic, nature and Presidential. I have had poetry published by The National Library of Poetry and am a Distinguished Member of The International Society of Poets. My poetry has been on the tape, "The Sound of Poetry." I have received the Editor's Choice Award for 1996-1997. I am a member of The Most Holy Rosary Chapter, Mount Saint Mary and Sacred Heart Church and Choir, Newburgh. I am a former member of Bands and Symphony Orchestra. My favorite music is the Big Band era and music of the masters. Martha welcomes mail in care of The International Poetry Hall of Fame, 1 Poetry Plaza, Owings Mills, MD 21117.

Old Glory

"Old Glory" waves in splendor,
O'er land and rolling sea'
Her colors signify to all,
A country that is free.

She waves throughout the land to teach,
Her humble subjects here,
A freedom in our lives and speech,
She makes this very clear.

She stands for liberty and justice
Pride to share - with one and all,
So always do your part, dear friends
"The Colors" must not fall.

"Our Flag" - The red, the white and blue,
Is waving free today,
She waves on high for home sweet home
The dear old U.S.A.

Mount Beacon

As the heavens cast a shadow,
On Mount Beacon, majestic and high
There were fleecy white clouds
In a light blue sky,
As the Hudson River flowed gently by.

The trees in their glorious color array,
Would simply take your breath away.
'Twas a beautiful indian summer day,
With fleecy white clouds
In a light blue sky,
As the Hudson River, flowed gently by.

All too soon this scene shall fade
As the leaves to Earth will fall,
When the cold and winds of winter come
And snow to cover all.

But Spring will return with leaves of green,
On Mount Beacon, majestic and high,
With fleecy white clouds
In a light blue sky,
As the Hudson River, flows gently by.