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11/04/2025 💗POETRY OF THE YOUNG💗   Leave a comment

In recent months the political world seems to have taken over virtually all discussions. While those discussions are of supreme importance, a constant drumbeat of gloom, doom, and lying takes its toll on a person. Todays post is my attempt to lighten the mood a little. Here are the thoughts and hopes of a much younger generation ( that hasn’t been scarred by an overload of political thinking.

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By Jane Brown, United States

I like to feel my father’s whiskers,

They feel so very funny when I try to kiss him,

But when he shaves it does not tickle,

But still I wonder what my mother does.

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By Beverley Dinsdale, New Zealand

Dark fills the sky with his big black cloak,

You never hear him him come.

One by one the stars peep through,

Out comes the moon like a big yellow egg.

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By Susan Heitler, United States

The candle screamed with fury,

Hot tears trickled down her face.

With figure slumped,

She lowly dwindled into shadows

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By Annabel Laurance, Uganda

I have a little brain

Tucked safely in my head

And another little brain

Which is in the air instead

That follow me, and plays with me

And talks to me in bed

The other one confuses me,

The one that’s in my head.

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SPECIAL THANKS TO RICHARD LEWIS

10/03/2024 “FUTURE POETS”   Leave a comment

I thought today would be a good day to post some poetry by youngsters. I’ve read all of the most famous poets, but they don’t give me the same kind of rush that poetry by younger people gives me. These were obtained from various English-speaking countries around the world. I hope you enjoy them as much as I have.

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THE GRASS by Warren Cardwell, age 8, United States

The grass seems to dance,

It seems to walk,

It seems to talk,

It seems to like to

Have you walk on it,

And play with it too,

It seems to be stronger than you or I.

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THE JELLYFISH by Glenn Davis, age 11, Canada

Dome-like top, speckled, comets converging.

Gold-green flesh, wave edges urging.

Jellylike globules, soft lattice arms,

Spiked fury, leather lash meting out harm.

Golden-smooth rods, waving whiplike with water,

Beauty and danger, the jellyfish slaughter.

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DEW ON A SPIDER WEB by Michael Capstone, age 10, New Zealand

Two twigs acting as a loom

Hold a wonderful weaving.

Silver threads, simple but beautiful against the

bright blue sky.

Who would ever think this was woven by an ugly

old spider?

How I would like to have a wonderful evening like

that.

My one would never fade away.

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THE BEACH by Stephen Hopkins, age 10, Australia

A gull’s ghostly call.

Fish dive to deeper water

flashing down like leaves.

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SPECIAL THANKS TO RICHARD LEWIS

07/04/2024 “KIDS POETRY”   Leave a comment

Since it’s the Fourth of July I assume everyone is celebrating. I just wonder what exactly it is that they are actually celebrating. Some say it’s for the nation’s birthday, but I think in most cases that’s disingenuous. I celebrate this holiday with respect for the individuals who were responsible for the creation and continuing protection of America. That’s the extent of my feelings on the matter So . . .

HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY!

I think it’s time to turn over the celebration to some worthy children and their poetry. Anything non-political is always the way to go for me. Poetry is always interesting, especially the work of younger children whose approach is often simple and powerful. Let’s go . . .

Written By Stefan Martul, Age 7, New Zealand

I feel drops of rain,

And it goes; SPLISH! SPLOSH!

On my head,

And sometimes it goes; SPLASH! BANG! CRASH!

on my coconut.

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Written by Hannah Hodgins, Age 11, United States

THE SACRED CLOUDS

The clouds are stuck and scared to move

For fear the trees might pinch them

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Written by Geeta Mohanty, Age 13, India

PEARLS ON THE GRASS

After the beautiful rain,

The rocks shine under the sun,

Like the droplets on the cobweb

Amongst the green, green grass.

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Written by V. Cokeham, Age 10, England

There is an umbrella

In the sky,

It must be raining

In Heaven

I have one prayer to say to God

Don’t let it rain tomorrow.

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“The world is never the same once a good poem has been added to it.”

Dylan Thomas (1914-1953)

SHOW THE FLAG – THANK A VETERAN

HAPPY FOURTH

03/14/2024 “Young Poetry”   Leave a comment

I’m a fan of some poetry. That being said I prefer short poetry like haikus or limericks. What I like even more is poetry written by younger children because it seems they write what they’re feeling and that makes it special. In the past I’ve posted poems from younger children collected from English-speaking countries around the world and today I offer four more excellent examples of their work. Their poetry is alarmingly good for their young ages and today’s topic will be Feelings. Enjoy!

By Paul Wollner – Age 7 – United States

I love you, Big World.

I wish I could call you

And tell you a secret:

That I love you, World.

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By Mary Flett – Age 9 – New Zealand

A loving arm

Shelters me

From any harm.

That shelteredness

Of kindness

Flows around me.

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By Ngaire Noffke – Age 12 – New Zealand

I shook his hand.

I touched him.

How proud I felt.

He said “Hello” softly.

I lost my voice,

But in my mind

I said everything.

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by Karen Crawford – Age 9 – United States

Have you ever felt like nobody?

Just a tiny speck of air.

When everyone’s around you,

And you are just not there.

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THANKS ONCE AGAIN TO RICHARD LEWIS

02/24/2024 Poetry by Children   Leave a comment

I thought we should visit some children today and read some of their outstanding poetry. Many of these kids are between the ages of 4 and 13 and are from various English-speaking countries around the globe. I find their poetry extremely innocent and pure because they write what they feel without any real awareness of political correctness or the many biases that seem to be everywhere these days. Enjoy them.

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By Sarah Gatti, Age 10, New Zealand

THE SUNBEAMS

It’s a sunny, sunny day today,

There’s not a fluffy cloud in the sky.

The sky’s all blue in a light blue haze,

The orange sun is shining as it stalks along the sea,

And leaves a shiny golden path, for me to walk along.

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By Nelda Dishman, Age 12, United States

TREES

The trees share their shade with

all who pass by,

But their leaves whisper secrets

only to the wind.

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By Jewell Lawton, age 8, Australia

GOD

I wonder

how God lives

in heaven,

when the clouds

seem to be collapsing

like broken birds.

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By Paul Thompson, Age 6, New Zealand

MY FEELINGS

I am fainty,

I am fizzy,

I am floppy.

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THANKS TO MIRACLES & RICHARD LEWIS

11-07-2014 Journal Entry–DST BS!   1 comment

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‘From the time when we believed the government knew what the hell it was doing.’

Gray, cloudy, cold, wet, Maine, Fall, Daylight Savings Time, and OMFG. The last few days have kinda sucked in so many ways.  It’s too crappy to go out to do much of anything because of the weather which left me no choice but to find things to do in and around the house. The best that I could come up was to sit and look out the picture window at 5:30 am waiting for the town workers to come by and paint the new lines on the recently paved road. I actually found myself getting a little excited.

I’m firmly of the opinion that it’s long overdue for the powers-that-be to once and for all eliminate the insanity that is Daylight Savings Time. I’ve never really heard a reasonable explanation as to why it is necessary and for every explanation put forth there are two reasons given explaining why it’s all so much BS.

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‘From the time when hoe actually meant hoe.’

I’ve been hearing my whole life those famous words, "spring forward, fall back".  It’s time to dispel all of the misinformation that’s been shoveled our way by a government that probably has no clue as to why it’s doing this foolishness at all.  Here are a few uninteresting facts about DST that you’ve probably never heard before and might just help convince you it’s time to scrap this stupid old idea once and for all.

  • Germany was the first country to implement DST on April 30, 1916 when the clocks were set forward at 11:00 pm (23:00). (When have the Germans ever been right about anything?)
  • US inventor and politician Benjamin Franklin first proposed the concept of DST in 1784, but modern Daylight Saving Time first saw the light of day, in 1895 in New Zealand.  (Even Ben could be wrong once in a while.)
  • Some studies show that DST could lead to fewer road accidents and injuries by supplying more daylight during the hours when more people are on the roads. (Total  BS)
  • Other studies claim that people’s health might suffer due to DST changes. (I sure agree about this one.)
  • It is claimed that DST is also used to reduce the amount of energy needed for artificial lighting during the evening hours. However, many other studies totally disagree and dispute any DST energy savings capabilities. (Again, no agreement on the possible benefits which might just mean they’re really aren’t any.)
  • Today clocks are almost always set one hour back or ahead, but throughout history there have been several variations, like half adjustment (30 minutes) or double adjustment (two hours), and adjustments of 20 and 40 minutes have also been used. (More confusing answers with no agreements on any one point.)

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‘Everyone seems to agree that Native Americans have the ability to understand things we don’t. This is a perfect example.’

I’ve had it explained to me my entire life that when improvements are introduced, technological or otherwise, we should fight our instincts not to change and just DO IT.  There’s absolutely no consensus that DST is accomplishing anything but we still keep doing it. I realize for some of you it may seem to be fun to have your sleep cycles, bodily functions, and general well being screwed with by the government but I do not.  By the time I’ve finally adjusted to this stupid hour change it’s time to switch back.  Utter and complete government sponsored insanity.

STOP THE MADNESS!!!

07-15-2013   2 comments

I hope all of you celebrated that fantastic and relatively new national observance yesterday, International Nude Day.  Forevermore the fourteenth of July will be naked day, a day for streaking or strutting your stuff on the nude beach of your choice.  I suppose if your exceptionally brave you can give it a go on a normal public beach but it could get a little dicey.  You can never forget just how prudish and hypocritical we citizens of the United States can be. 

We love our porn, prostitution is flourishing, dozens of skin magazines are published every month, and revealing clothing is the order of the day with most fashion houses and clothing retailers. Adult Shops and peep shows are thriving but if any young mother attempts to feed her infant in public, she’s ridiculed and forced to cover her breast, baby, and sometimes her head so as not to embarrass or shock anyone.  It’s just ridiculous.

Hypocrisy comes easily to righteous people who criticize others for what they do themselves.  That’s why I’m surprised this observance was ever enacted. Here’s a short blurb explaining just what’s going on.

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New Zealand’s (and now the world’s) National Nude day is not a public holiday but a day to celebrate the human form.

Brain child of former All Black and TV presenter Marc Ellis, National Nude Day (also now known as International Nude Day) is a celebration of the skin with much fun attached. The concept has been adopted by particularly Dunedin students (Scarfies) where getting nude is nothing new. Dunedin is a legend University City in the south of New Zealand.

Nude Day is a one day a year that all in NZ can celebrate nudeness, nakedness, being in the nuddy, running free in all your original raw beauty, putting on your best birthday suit. It’s day everyone can participate in, fat, skinny, big, small, firm, soft and the flabby can all get involved.

Everyone in the world celebrate your body and celebrate New Zealand and the Worlds Nude Day it’s liberating and it’s beautiful. Our bodies are the only things we own, be proud of them no matter what shape or size you are.

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So lets all get out there, strip off some clothing and show the world how sophisticated we pretend to be.  Just get two or three friends and waltz along a crowded beach in the buff and watch the fun begin.  The police would appear almost immediately.  Probably quicker for a “naked” call than for a double murder.  There’d be screaming, finger pointing, and panic among those well disguised God Squad members wearing their bikinis and thongs.  Is being naked all that much different than that.  I don’t think so.  Plan on a grand celebration next year.  Naked, dancing, strutting, and proud.