Today is the last Sunday in August. Sept. 23 this year is the fall equinox. The last calendar date for summer. This coming week is the end of summer vacations. The county fair had it final day Saturday. Summer activity is winding down. Kids are heading back to school. Weather wise, for this area, it has been the best actual summer we have had is 4 or 5 years. Some hot and humid days, some rainy days, mostly sunny days. This week there has be a subtle change in nature. The moon was also full this week. It came up late and stayed well into the morning light. The moon and changing weather is the subject of my poem today.

August Moon

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Robins nest empty

Again

Summers heat

Tempered by mornings

Dew

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Indigo nights through

Pearl essence day

Late to rise

Slow to lay itself

To sleep

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August moon

Dragging summer

To

Its end

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I was told this is good, but also short.

So is summers end.

What a week. A good week. A crazy week. Another crappy week in the world. Yet, I am feeling unaffected by the outside world. I ran into Evelyn at Wally world today We talked about family, ageing and heath. I got her to laugh. I told some customers a joke or two at work. It is my nature to make people laugh. I love it. And then there is the Lady Judith. A lady that truly needs laughter I am happy to oblige. How can I do this? What makes me tick? It has taken me a life time to find peace and unquestioning faith. Every person I have come in contact with, even for a short minute or two, is implanted in who I have become. I will go on being me. I can not change the nature of man I can make one or two laugh with dorky (Ashley's words) jokes and stories. So for today

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I Still Believe

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The buildings

In reverence stand

Through time

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The books

Worn bindings

Tattered pages

In reverence read

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Betrayal, vice, disease,

Famine, war, death

Cold fires that

Chill the bone

Of man

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Trust

The feast of hope

The wine of

Faith

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The heart of

A parched soul

Drinks at

Springs eternal

First thaw

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revision from 2008

Another Sunday laid to rest. A typical Pennsylvania summer day, if any are typical. Cool cloudy morning. rainy mid day, sunny humid afternoon leading into another cloudy night. The entire week has had an underlying charge to it. Something is on the burner simmering. It has been in the morning song of the birds and the evening chorus of the night creatures. The trees whispered to each other in the down pour this noon. I can only wonder at what mystery this way comes. I have not much to say this day. The poem I am posting nowlacks only the date and the name. It sits on my counter at work I started this poem a month ago. Ashley is about to step into the next great adventure of her life. Daily I pass 2 cemeteries on the way to work. I see the old stones. I began to wonder of what use is the stone? A month and 1/2 ago I decided to visit the grave of her great aunt Frances and give a report of Ashley's progress. Afterwards I took a walk around the cemetery looking at dates. One name struck my curiosity. only a name and a date. The others had other words ....Father, husband, mother, wife, brother, sister, daughter.son. In memory of... Beloved.... , and yet this one next to the family stone stood out. .....I guess I had a little to say after all.

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A Summer Walk

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On cloudy day

I took a walk

A friend to visit

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On hallowed ground

Quietly resting

Beneath weathered stone

Stories lay

No longer told

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On cut stone

Name and dates

Rough edges

A life story once

Sung

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I stand today

Before one such stone

A name, a date

Hundred plus years past

In life

You walked your path

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Who now living

Celebrates your life.

Who remembers your worth?

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Be not troubled in

Eternal slumber

With your dreams

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Your name its self

Proof you lived

A path of life you walked

That led to this

Endless sleep.

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Here I place your

Name and date

Once again

You will be thought of

In the minds of

Living man.

Benjamin Truman Weaver

Civil war

1865

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summer 2010

It is Sunday again, and a beautiful day it is. While the sky is clear and sunny, my mind was a little cloudy today. I had to do some grocery shopping today. I decided to take a drive. I took a good 25 mile trip out to Lake Pymatuming. I reached a point on the road my mind cleared so I turned around headed back. I did my shopping then returned home. Today Ashley informed me she is heading west the last week of this month The house will be to quiet again. I will survive It is time for her to spread her wings one last time. It is what I sacrificed for. Both girls are worth my sacrifices. So what came out of this drive? I am not certain if it can be called a poem or a soliloquy. This path I travel,

In decades past

I started to follow

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Shrouded in mist

Each day started

Mysteries hidden

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Gifts to live

Wrapped in

Footsteps taken

...

By evenings rest

Mist and mystery

Forgotten

In setting sun

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Would I cower

Without mornings mist?

I see where my

Feet were meant

To tread.

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Sweet song of

The wind

Stirs the dust

Of memories past

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Three is the number,

Companions

Walked my path.

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Each a rose

Of elegance

and grace

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In briar bush

By garden gate

Another grows

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Dare I risk thorn

And pain?

Here I will pause

Rest and wait

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What will be

On the morning's

Sunrise?

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The heat of the past 2 weeks has slacked off . The temperatures are cool at night great for sleeping. The humidity factor has fallen allowing for a more comfortable day time. I am still working on a poem it may be a little sad when it is complete. I slept in late. I did get up early enough to cut grass and have some free time after. After dinner I walked around Tamarack again, my place of spiritual contemplation. I wrote my name in the water. since my new poem is not finished I will post from April of '09

Lake Tamarack

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Lust is in the mind

Romance in the heart

Love is in the soul

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No arrogance in thy beauty

No cruelty in thy heart

Thy comfort pulls at my soul

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Yours is a woman's heart

Elegant iced beauty

Peaceful is your slumber

In winters white cloak

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Rumors fly

Of youthful love

Flirtatious warmth

Awakening

In Springs sun

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An open door to

Homes hearth

Wildflower perfume,

Harmony sung

By nature's cantors

Cling to summers breath

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Cloaked in falls tapestry

Still waters reflect

Thy beauty to

The heavens

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Through all seasons

Scattered diamonds

Silver and gold

Hidden riches revealed

In nights slumber

Beneath heavens lights

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revised from 4-'09