Met him after sundown
His smoke break
Back of our building
Cool and quiet
One mourning dove
Serenading from lamp post
On the street.
A Syrian, here eleven years
Shy about his English usage
Studying at an ESL group.
Making progress but
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I find it hard to go outside
To meet the Human Race
Some still wear masks
Their talk is scarce
And fears stay on their face.
A strange civility that sponsors
Stay alone.
Keep those six feet
And do your part.
Keep King Health on his... – by Wayne Blair | 55 Views added 1 year ago
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Are you alright there Mister
Your balance seems amiss?
The walking stick is helping
But not for all of this.
Help you to your car Sir?
Call your Doctor, yes.
Otherwise you seem fit
Until you hit this mess.
You say your meds have increased.
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I can waste a body
I can shatter dreams
I can raise my threat
Through a thousand schemes.
I can rob a home
I can stunt a life
I can tear the bond
Of a man and wife.
I can pull the blind
Down on hope or joy
And the neighbours’talk
I will... – by Wayne Blair | 17 Views added 1 year ago
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Calls him a Corregidor.
See this link
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The smiles and gifts
And games they play
The love they come to share
The hope of miracles anon
The food that's made with care.
The waiting and the learning now
Seem right as days reflect
A couple have brave journey soon
Full... – by Wayne Blair | 6 Views added 1 year ago
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From Britain for adventure
She came with husband new
Lewis with family fortunes
But devilish bottles too.
She prayed for his conversion
But took a baby’s charms
To deaden his addiction
With rapture in his arms.
A year and half so joyful
The... – by Wayne Blair | 3 Views added 1 year ago
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Lake at Geneva Switzerland
(inspired by a beautiful Geneva image)
Just call into the empty
And echo sings back soon
The Alps are all around you
The sunny warmth of June.
The alpen flowers sparkle
Released from icy hold
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This our craft
This is our hope
Silly as it may appear…
http://histocall.blogspot.com/2023/07/the-poet.html
Our line of work
Is to produce ideas
Formulate them as words
Printed on paper
Distributed to friends
And perhaps... – by Wayne Blair | 12 Views added 1 year ago
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Alone
And in a new place
One carryall
Off the bus
Little cash and
One name and address.
Aunt Ida had given this out
Along with sixty bucks.
In her precious letter.
Anna, 235 Porter Street.
Bridgewater, NS.
Taxi... – by Wayne Blair | 18 Views added 1 year ago
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Comes along a traveler
In this common track
Steeped in simple kindness
Bringing goodwill back.
Just a little simple
Does he seem at first.
But he's real, compassionate.
Yes for same I thirst.
Oh the flaws are found there
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A link to a website posting.
https://comftnhim.blogspot.com/2023/07/presenced-by-paraclete.html#more
Many churches receive little understanding of the person and power and imparted wisdom and guidance of the Holy Ghost. This website offers... – by Wayne Blair | 6 Views added 1 year ago
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By Pauline Johnson
My forest brave, my Red-skin love, farewell;
We may not meet to-morrow; who can tell
What mighty ills befall our little band,
Or what you'll suffer from the white man's hand?
Here is your knife! I thought 'twas... – by Wayne Blair | 9 Views added 1 year ago
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The link to website posting.
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Robert Louis Stevenson was born on November 13, 1850, in Edinburgh, Scotland. His father, Thomas, was a lighthouse engineer and the Stevenson family built a good portion of the deep-sea lighthouses along the Scottish coast. Margaret Isabella... – by Wayne Blair | 9 Views added 1 year ago
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Crusz's preoccupation with poetics recurs in numerous poems. Of particular relevance in the present context is his own recognition that poetry revolves around metaphors. He says in the title poem of The Rain Doesn't Know Me Anymore
(which I read in... – by Wayne Blair | 7 Views added 1 year ago
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Can it be my work
In this place is done?
Had some ideas
Some metaphors
Som zany word choices
Some fun.
Some friends who gave
Real comment
Time to time.
Or asked an honest issue
That we might climb.
Thanks and sayonara.
All who love this... – by Wayne Blair | 8 Views added 1 year ago
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White are the far-off plains, and white
The fading forests grow;
The wind dies out along the height,
And denser still the snow,
A gathering weight on roof and tree,
Falls down scarce audibly.
The road before me smooths and fills
Apace,... – by Wayne Blair | 9 Views added 1 year ago
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Sitting in Walmart
Parking lot
Rising Sun alerts
Crows clean up
Overnight mess.
One Staffer here
Dropped off early
Curbside chain smoking
We have said nothing
To this point
Sharing cool and quiet
An odd brotherhood
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John Wesley’s favourite Psalm.
British horseback Evangelist
Many uncertainties on
The Road of Witness.
But God was there
His constant provider, protector and
Friend.
Fret not.
Trust.
Delight.
Commit.
Wait.
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No longer at the Bank's entrance
Cardboard sign in hand
"Some change would be appreciated."
This was a vocation.
Dedicated hours.
Standing and keeping up
Positive attitude.
And the smiles.
Usually genuine.
Rain or shine.
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Coming from a small Scottish town
A might frumpish, ungarnished
Nervous sense of humour showing.
But then a pause
Entire audience still, eager
Wondering.
And Susan's voice exploded
Like incoming beams from Heaven.
With all... – by Wayne Blair | 16 Views added 1 year ago
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Knew him years before
Playing by the Grocery Store
Good guitar
And folk songs
Most would know.
Tambourine, harmonicas too.
Any time of day would do
Misty, chilly times too.
This his source of cash
His store.
Handyman yes, on the... – by Wayne Blair | 15 Views added 1 year ago
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Remember Passion of the Christ
Remember Braveheart
Remember Apocalypto?
All wonderful films
Birthed by Mel.
Redeeming messages.
In a trashy Hollywood
Of silly superheroes.
Then came his shameful impaired
Driving... – by Wayne Blair | 18 Views added 1 year ago
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Evening getting late
Third hotel try
Coastal town Rye
On English Channel
Smugglers’ hangout
Stories of Scarecrow of
Romney Marsh.
Raining and booming
Surf amplified.
Earlier at Canterbury Cathedral.
We apologize to... – by Wayne Blair | 8 Views added 1 year ago
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I know your presence
Spirit Friend
And Guide, Protector
You happily send
The best of uplift
Every day.
Some whispers heard
Oft’ As I pray.
How marvelous your
Wisdom from Above.
Never push
Never shove.
And... – by Wayne Blair | 8 Views added 1 year ago
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For the last fifteen minutes
Auto pilot holds the wheel
No awareness of where, or how
Just feel.
Been this way too often.
That Building’s brick cover.
Driveway getting asphalt this month.
Over back fence a schoolyard.
Catholic and noisy.
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So go ahead
Disturb my sleep
Implant your lines
and phrases deep.
The topic has been
Bugging me for days.
A Mother’s fortitude
Undying Love
And tireless ways.
A little is my own
My Momma’s care.
She knew the words
The comfort... – by Wayne Blair | 17 Views added 1 year ago
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Clearly coming it was
The dark wedge over Huron
Gusts, rage and rains
In a storm.
And the Race only
Half done with trusty
Crew of four.
Not a novel thing
Many storms battled before.
But each one its
Own pack of... – by Wayne Blair | 12 Views added 1 year ago
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I have been in cloistered places
Where the atmosphere is grave
Once a murder in Cathedral
That the King could not stop, save.
But acoustics, Man they’re special
And the loneliness not bad.
Bringing worship’s deepest utterance.
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