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3 Poems – A Bit More of My Past

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.                                  The Leaf

.                         By Scott L Vannatter

.                                   5/2/85

.       I had a favorite leaf, a precious jewel.

.    In a moment of rage I flung it into the wind.

Then, sorrowfully, I watched it float from my life forever.

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Dead Possum

By Scott L Vannatter

5/3/85

I saw a dead possum lying beside the road,

and I wondered at the circumstances of his life.

I wondered if he had a mate and small ones now left to fend for themselves.

If he was a loner, searching and feisty, not yet set in his ways.

I wondered at his past, certainly not his future.

For I knew what that was to be

and as I thought, I envied that possum.

For it might be nice to know.

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A Word

By Scott L Vannatter

5/3/85

A word once said forever lives,

Feeding and spreading under proper conditions

with furious growth.

With the tender care of thought and love

It will sprout blossoms of beauty

richly rewarding the sower with fragrant fruitfulness.

But like a weed if out of place or crowded in

It will spread plague-like, tearing and destroying

even the deepest-rooted feelings and dreams.

So take care, gardener, when choosing your seeds.

Tender thoughts and sharing dreams grow into loving memories.

Hatred and selfishness sprout only themselves.

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Namaste,

Scott

School Poetry 2

Well, people…you don’t follow directions any better than I do.  I had 1 comment on the school poetry.  Now, it was a nice one, but I wanted feedback.  So, like I did in the classroom…you didn’t follow directions, so I will try once again.

I have put out here a series of poems, which I wrote during school with the students.  I wrote mine (below) as they wrote theirs.  I wish I had theirs, but I don’t, sorry.

Please!  Let me know what you think.  If it is okay, I will still be able to do 1 or 2 more posts.  I enjoy this, but I want to know what you think! Lol Thanks.

Namaste,

Scott

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School Poetry 2

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Stretching Out in a Field

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Stretching out in a field of gold,

The summer sun not yet touching the grain,

I look heavenward, the peace a blanket

Of joy, the breeze a caress of calm.

The cotton puffs drift lazily from my

Vision, animal shapes napping as I would,

Were I not so tranquil.

The animal fog slinks toward the night

As I stand to face harsh reality with a smile.

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SLV – 050907

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Weeds in a Forest

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Sentinels of the emerald kingdom

Standing guard against invasions of grasses.

Holding strong the fertile ground against

Surges of wetness, pounding the carpet

Of green and brown.

Wind bends, but does not break; storms

Make ballerinas, graceful and lithe.

The sun ages, bringing brown hues to the

Dying army.

Summer cools; winter passes; the cycle begins

Anew.

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SLV – 050707

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