Month: May 2011
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Lady Tells it like it is!
This lady has a lot on her mind and doesn’t mix words. Not sure where everyone is on these issues but food for thought. Okay? Enjoy, she’ll make you think. Part 1 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qeyrp-V3Jvc&feature=player_embedded Part 2 (Burning a Koran) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_LCLDjPNpf4&feature=related
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JUST ONE MORE BLADE OF GRASS
JUST ONE MORE BLADE OF GRASS First poem of ….. 5/23/2011 Copyright Gordon Kuhn “Poet in the Rain” She lies gently sleeping, sleeping by the house front door, resting deeply from her nightly chore of watching, protecting, and keeping us safe while we lay in safety and in comfort snore, unaware of all that passed […]
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THE FUNERAL PYRE
THE FUNERAL PYRE 5/20/2011 Copyright 2011 Gordon Kuhn “Poet in the Rain” The following is a poetic reflection on All the Beautiful Things written by author Andrew Meek. The flames licked and sucked upon the food, T’was fed the crackling heart of fire lent; As papers, memories, laughter, all the beautiful things, loves past mood […]
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MEMORY
MEMORY 5/7/11 Copyright 2011 Gordon Kuhn Poet in the Rain Ghosts came walking late last night. They came when the shadows had melted, Melted and blended into a dark canopy. When all about me the world was more than still. Still more than quiet and deeper than I could ever tell, Or share with you […]
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TODAY IS AN IMPORTANT ANNIVERSARY
Today, 5/7/2011 is the anniversary of the landing of the First Marine Brigade, Third Marine Division at Chu Lai, S. Vietnam. It is also the day I spoke for the very first time to the younger sister of a fellow United States Marine (Ivan Ray Smith) who died at Chu Lai, 46 years ago, cut […]
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SWIMMING ALONE
SWIMMING ALONE 5/4/11 Copyright 2011 Gordon Kuhn Poet in the Rain He reached out to the world, And found he was all alone, Alone in a sea of blind humanity. And he crumpled to the floor where, He lay painful in a ball, curled there. The world passed by where he lay. Where he in […]
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UNWANTED TRESPASSING
UNWANTED TRESPASSING (Problems in the Night) 5/3/2011 Copyright 2011 Gordon Kuhn Poet in the Rain What is this place I’ve come to stumble on? Where others, hitherto my arrival by happenstance, left footprints of their passing; In dust, where shadows lay thick made of nonporous stone, And, I feel, I might, on some holy ground […]
THOUGHTS OF A POET IN THE RAIN 