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Fiddle-dee-dee

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

In Wonderland dwelled Tweedledum and Tweedledee, twin brothers;
And genial next door neighbors, like the rainbow's changing colors.

Employed by the Mad Hatter, at Vale asylum, in Looking Glass Land,
The twins managed that institution well, like thunder, in command.

Their homes and land were edged by a flowery fence, somewhat tall;
As sturdy mountains surround the valleys, awaiting sunset's enthrall.

Fittingly the twins shared many friends; like fun flowers, unforgotten,

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Well Met

by Richard Randolph

If I had the money,
if I had the time,
I’d buy a big old car
and drive to the oceanside.
Might be in the morning,
maybe late at night,
the stars might be shining,
or the sun might be bright.
And when the evening came,
I’d walk along the shore,

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Drumrolls

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Samuel Woodruff was a very old man, who once drummed for the army;
That marched to his rhythmic music, along with all fifers, playing hearty.

That was a lifetime ago, in dawn days so pink, golden, and richly green;
Like petal strewn time moving backward, to the premiere, pivotal scene.

Samuel never stopped playing drums, like mulberry heartbeats of sunset,
And played them after his daily walks; like the love you will never forget.

His fast friend, Comet, followed him, through fields of fascination flowers;

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Duino Elegies: The First Elegy

by Rainer Maria Rilke

Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels'
hierarchies? and even if one of them suddenly
pressed me against his heart, I would perish
in the embrace of his stronger existence.
For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror
which we are barely able to endure and are awed
because it serenely disdains to annihilate us.
Each single angel is terrifying.
And so I force myself, swallow and hold back
the surging call of my dark sobbing.

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Silver and Gold

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Johnny MacAlister was six-years-old, young enough still for wishes,
Baby sister, Rosie, was all of three, all giggling and adorable kisses.

With fond, indulgent parents, the family was content in their home,
In a town, sleepy in sunlit day, where a scarlet cock used his comb.

Johnny played with Rosie every day. He loved to get her laughing;
As if a gaudy parade of jesters and clowns, chanced to be passing!

Forget-me-not days brought fast friends, in fruitful times of flowers,

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Recent Nature Poems

Winter Jasmine

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Amid the recent snowfall, is a sunny, yellow cascade;
For, jasmine blooms are now plunging, in cold shade.
Stark trees are forever shivering, though much alive;
Dreaming of the purple birds, and lonesome beehives.

Jasmine is blooming, on every fence and green trellis,
Like rainbow that lingers; when it has much to tell us!
The street of pink-blue skies, now brings ready smiles;
To see myriad florets, on one of nature's snowy aisles.

A Song of Resilience

by Ayatullah Nurjati

In mountains high and rivers wide,
Nature speaks, no truth to hide.
It bends, it breaks, but it endures,
Through storms and rains, its heart secure.

Look to the earth, O soul of mine,
In its resilience, God’s grace shines.
A life of trials, yet peace it brings,
Nature whispers the wisdom of kings.

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You should.

by Mario Marcou

You should.
Look forward to the sun for hope.
Let the moon sooth your pain.
The truth never lies.
Dreams are just windows.
The door, open or closed is just reality.
Only build a bridge when you have to.
Burn a bridge when necessary.
Don't look for footprints from the past,
look forward to the new ones.

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Endeavors

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Arthur Nelson was a curious, studious fellow, like pearly moon glowing,
Ten years old and spectacled, for all is adventure, when you're growing.

Arthur lived in a one story home, with his brothers and their parents;
And also their huge, green turtle, a pet that everyone called, Clarence.

Arthur liked watching ants work avidly, like honeybees' sweet industry;
Or the frogs' lilypad, evening chorus, near the rainbow eucalyptus tree.

Fat, fluffy clouds free floated afar, when friends called upon fiery noon;

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Cool Duskiness

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Intense thirst in the sweltering desert,
yet, the emerald succulents still thrive;
for surviving, often takes extra effort.
Intense thirst in the sweltering desert,
Then cool moon arrives, as if pressured.
A beautiful, flowering cacti night, alive!
Intense thirst in the sweltering desert,
yet, the emerald succulents still thrive.