Poetry with Parm

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Postby pavel ben pavelnash » Thu Jul 03, 2008 4:48 am

Here's another one from my Children's Collection

The Boy in the Well

The boy in the well doesn't have any eyes
The boy in the well likes eating flies
The boy in the well has long scary arms
The boy in the well doesn't have any charms
The boy in the well wears raggedy pants
The boy in the well likes torturing ants
They put him down there a long time ago
Perhaps he was naughty, I really don't know
The boy in the well doesn't have any mind
The boy in the well is not very kind
If the boy in the well should catch you alone
There's one thing for certain...
You'll never go home.
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Postby prmiller » Thu Jul 03, 2008 6:35 am

The poems you brought bring a summer-time shiver
a sensation brought about thinking of iiver.
For here, in Japan, in this season of heat,
we have haunted houses, and cool things to eat.
The former brings chills from a sought-after fright,
the latter tastes better, yes, even at night!
My thanks for the coolness you brought to this place.
The goosebumps will settle, though white is my face!
Should you be inspired to come other times,
most welcomed are poems of Nashian rhymes!

*Nashian rhyme: An unusual combination of rhyming words
made famous by the prolific poet, Ogden Nash.
Example: Parsley
is gharsley
(or)
For a baby
A little talcum
is always walcum

I am not quite that good,
but practice makes...well...a shade above mediocre?

From Parm,
who now comes in Dark Chocolate Almond
(the ice cream, not the person :) )
I love the worldI am in...
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Postby prmiller » Sun Jul 13, 2008 11:36 pm

On Watching Nature on TV

The fields, of course, are fresh and green,
the currents foam, so soon serene,
the flowers shine, the fish roam free,
all this I see on my TV.
What pungent odors fill the groves
and how does wind sound on the waves?
Are all those berries good to eat?
How cool are shadows in the caves?
The rain will fall, but not on me.
The sun will bake another's skin.
I am a fearsome traveler:
I watch another trek begin.
Why should I leave to bruise myself
on craggy rocks inviting death,
to trudge across some icy strand,
and see each strained and ragged breath?
Let others swim those green-blue coves
let others get all hot and wet,
the camera shows me ever good,
where rogues have not done damage yet.
Still, something pricks inside my soul.
I shall not ever know the joy
of fragrant lilies, cedars, pines,
of tasting sharp and sweetness mixed
of grapes that twist on well-loved vines.
I may hear, THX-enhanced,
the seagull's cry and moose that moan,
but still be deaf and ignorant,
of concerts made from stream on stone.
I shake off crumbs from bulging bibs,
take halting steps to find my shoes,
find jacket, hat, and take a breath
to see the world as God would choose.

Parm :)
...out walking.
See you soon.
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Postby prmiller » Sat Jul 26, 2008 9:26 pm

Wake Me

I look at your face
judging
whether or not
I
should let
you
into the sanctum
of my heart
you look
bored
as if
I
am not spending
nearly enough time
talking about
you.
Is there a sign
somewhere
in pin lights
or neon red rude
flashing
"When this conversation gets
interesting
wake me"?
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Postby prmiller » Mon Jul 28, 2008 12:49 pm

Go now
into the bright
dawn of
tomorrow
and live like a
star
constant
brave in darkness
conjoined with others
constellationally
cooperative
perhaps dimmer
as one of lesser known
in Ursa Minor
Canus Major
Cygnus
or a twin
Sirius
Rigel
Antares
looking into my night
I shall think of
my
son
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Postby prmiller » Thu Jul 31, 2008 2:04 am

Oh, Look! July 30...again!

We lived it twice
my son and I
from time zones passed
through unmarked sky
discovering
as people do,
we lived the same day
we'd passed through.
You seasoned pilgrims
know those things
that leave me in
these ponderings,
that days are gained
and some are lost
when one great barrier
is crossed.
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Postby Vanaladiel » Thu Jul 31, 2008 10:43 pm

Glad to hear that you made it across the great pond to safely arrive on this continent!!! :hug:

Are you working on that poem we spoke about??? I can't wait to read it!!!
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Postby Dubatuluk » Sat Sep 06, 2008 12:26 pm

This poem is not mine, but I thought I would share it. It skyrocketed to my number one spot in my favorites list when I first read it at the beginning of the summer in Writers' Digest.

Anyways

for David

Anyone born anywhere near
my home town says it this way,
with an s on the end:
"The lake is cold but I swim in it anyways,"
"Kielbasa gives me heartburn but I eat it anyways,"
"(She/he) treats me bad, but I love (her/him) anyways."
Even after we have left that place
and long settled elsewhere, this
is how we say it, plural.
I never once, not once, thought twice about it
until my husband, a man from far away,
leaned toward me, one day during our courtship,
his grey-green eyes, which always sparkle,
doubly sparkling over our candle-lit meal.
"Anyway," he said. And when he saw
that I didn't understand, he repeated the word:
"Anyway. Way, not ways."
Corner of napkin to corner of lip, he waited.
I kept him waiting. I knew he was right,
but I kept him waiting anyways,
in league, still, with me and mine:
Slovaks homesick for the Old Country their whole lives
who dug gardens anyways,
and deep, hard-water wells.
I looked into his eyes, their smoky constellations,
and then I told him. It is anyways, plural,
because the word must be large enough
to hold all of our reasons. Anyways is our way
of saying there is more than one reason,
and there is that which is beyond reason,
that which cannot be said.
A man dies and his widow keeps his shirts.
They are big but she wears them anyways.
The shoemaker loses his life savings in the Great Depression
but gets out of bed, every day, anyways.
We are shy, my people, not given to storytelling.
We end our stories too soon, trailing off "Anyways...."
The carpenter sighs, "I didn't need that finger anyways."
The beauty school student sighs, "It'll grow back anyways."
Our faith is weak, but we go to church anyways.
The priest at St. Cyril's says God loves us. We hear what isn't said.
This is what he must know about me, this man, my love.
My people live in the third rainiest city in the country,
but we pack our picnic baskets as the sky darkens.
We fall in love knowing it may not last, but we fall.
This is how we know home:
someone who will look into our eyes
and say what could ruin everything, but say it,
regardless.

Suzanne Cleary


Hope you enjoyed it.

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Postby prmiller » Thu Sep 18, 2008 7:33 pm

I did.
The poem spoke
as deep
as abysses
as broad
as galaxies.
I did.
But unlike
abysses
and
galaxies
I shall travel through this domain
again
and
again.

Your ever-servant,
Parm :)
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Postby prmiller » Mon Sep 22, 2008 8:16 am

Allow me silliness
with Slinkies
Silly Putty
Nerf Balls
Hula Hoops
allow me giggles from
teacher tickles,
sparrow antics
cat gymnastics
dog derring-do
allow me these
for I am full to bursting
with sulking melancholia
that brings dreary rain
and makes sopping puddles
a sudden paradise
sorrow into gladness
mourning into dancing
complete with dance floor
to kersplash in
allow me.
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Postby A_Simple_Poet » Sun Sep 28, 2008 10:11 pm

I got your recent message over at my MySpace page. It was very encouraging and so nice to hear from you my dear friend. I trust all is well.

I've no poetry to add I haven't been feeling it ... :(

Alright ... maybe just one it's the last one I wrote way back in May. :roll:

the Good Life

the Good life begins when you
glance askance from the stone, saturnine,
skies of your life

it’s when you think about Jesus Christ
without wanting something back
or barking his name in a traffic jam

it’s when poetry comes in
unbidden sonnets
it’s when you seek the purpled cloak of

the springtime jacaranda without external prompt
it’s when you forget the second hand of the clock
and ration your years in innings

it’s when you finally … FINALLY … end that search
for sex or jazz or soup



Note: the last line is also found partly in Ginsberg's "Howl"

Be well, Parmo!
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Postby prmiller » Mon Sep 29, 2008 6:21 am

Echoings and Communings

Look there
from you
poetry
way back in May
to inspire soul images
to challenge mind lexicons
jacaranda
saturnine
all I can offer are
echoings
no...
not that...
it is second pebble thrown in
to join the first
with all its ripples
the last-one-in-is-a-rotten-egg
fellowship
but you go first
I follow
the hey-watch-this
playful oneupmanship banter
not echoings
communions
join-withings
because the water
sure looks fine.
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Postby prmiller » Mon Sep 29, 2008 9:54 pm

This place

This place where I may write
poetic thoughts, so swift to rhyme,
but other friends drift by to bring
their poems here from time to time.
This place, oasis to some here,
where desert heat of nastiness,
gives them a place, and without fear,
where they can write with eagerness.
Come then, and find, within this place,
a welcome here, a cheering face.
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Postby prmiller » Tue Oct 14, 2008 3:44 pm

Is there a gladness here
that
infuses all that is unglad
ungrace
unlove
with seeds of joy
grafts of grace
purgative love?
Is there?
Oh may it be ever sensed
by all
who stumble here
bruised by ungladness
scratched by ungrace
scarred by unlove
to leave
rejoicing that there is
at least
one more place
to go for a
kind word
uplifting thought
encouraging strength
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Postby prmiller » Sun Oct 19, 2008 7:32 pm

Exhortations

Live so that heaven applauds you;
Shine, though the darkness is thick;
Sing in your soul to that Glory
Who blesses, but may not be quick.
Serve, and rewards unexpected
flow back, yes, as life-giving streams;
Love, and be brave to plod onward;
Be daring to live noble dreams.

Read, and then write something thoughtful;
Bless all you meet on your way,
Do unnoticed acts of compassion
Take time to give thanks while you pray.
Learn from the wise gone before you,
Hasten to help and to heal,
Stand back and watch, then, with wonder,
what happens when Gospel gets real.

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Postby mithrandir111 » Sun Nov 16, 2008 5:04 pm

The bruised soul in the battered body ached for renewal,
Teeth clenched, little chest shaking as heart weakly reaching out,
Energy spent, love torn, her mind full of doubt,
God's bruised reed, His smouldering wick, He will not snuff or break,
Holding hand, Kissing cheek,
As in dead of night her soul He did take.


Just something I came up with when I read about a girl being kidnapped and terrible things done.
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Postby prmiller » Sun Nov 30, 2008 5:41 am

this precious gift
both of memory and pain
breathtaking snow and dagger-sharp wind
are diamond ice wonders
breath-taking
breath-snatching
I am gasping
at word wonders
at word horrors
that something capable of
cathedral-spired sonnets
can
with similar skill
plummet me into
trench-abyssed
epitaphs
I am both guest
and griever
marvelling
and
mourning

Blessings,
Parm :)
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Postby prmiller » Mon Dec 01, 2008 10:42 pm

My Heart is Stilled for Winter

Of all the seasons, winter brings
solemnity, a calming peace;
the birds are brooding balls and wings
...and snow! Akin to lace and fleece.
My heart is stilled, as winter trods,
unheeding of her icy prints,
the earth, once soft, is granite clods,
such gentle things are gone, but hints
are here and there, but few.
Now winter comes and I am stilled
to hear its song, both old and new,
of Hope made Flesh, and Word fulfilled.

Enjoying December,
Parm :)
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Postby prmiller » Mon Dec 29, 2008 8:08 am

From Portal to Portal

The door that ends out this old year
leads swiftly to a newer one,
that gleams star-bright with shining hope,
yet tasks remain that will be done.

No keys are needed for these doors,
they close and open freely still,
yet memories one locks behind
are opened only by one's will.

I will not live with backward step,
bereft of dreams to dawn ahead,
yet I shall sometimes glance behind
for insights as I forward tread.

Come then, dear friends, and let us pass
through one more portal of the year,
content to leave behind our pasts,
and face tomorrows with less fear.

Blessings on you all,
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Postby prmiller » Mon Feb 09, 2009 5:57 am

Communings

Deep calls to shallow
I echo as solidly
as Japanese paper doors
depend on me to support You
like water a stone
earnest frailty
all substance
nothing substantial
I am desert
I am moonscape
filled with heat
reflecting light
no fire within
such is my state
more nothing than something
understand then
my wide-eyed bewilderment
all jaw-dropped
slack-jointed
discovering that this
is precisely how
Universe Former
Molecule Shaper
You wish me to be
that I am irrigated
by Your ever-water
infused with Your Heaven-heat
that all fruitfulness
verdant luxuriance
humanity drawing nearness
that looks like all me
is constructed so that
I cannot claim one atom
for You Heart-Healer
take greater delight
in ex nihilo wonders
than making disasters
orchestrating eucatastrophes
where execution
brings death
that never-dulling life
dearly bought
may be as You had
long ago intended
is this not the ripple
of realization
from such communings?

Blessings on you all,
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Postby prmiller » Fri May 08, 2009 9:40 am

Breathing Lessons

In and out, then in and out
I let it come as was the plan,
all calm, all still, then be serene,
become a strong and stable man.
Yet there I am with panting thoughts
all strained from life's relentless press,
then gripped bear-tight by fear's embrace,
no cry breaks out with voiced distress.
Again I hear, "Breathe in, breath out."
Let go, relax, then be at peace."
The iron bands that wrap me tight,
break free and I enjoy release.
My double bellows halved by plights,
draws in what breath my strength can give,
I strain my ear to hear That Voice,
"Breathe in My grace, and breathing live."

Blessings,
Parm :)
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Postby prmiller » Sat Aug 01, 2009 1:23 am

The rain of work has briefly ceased
and I, at last, have time to write,
those other struggles have increased,
today I do not choose to fight,
but shall, instead, with honest charm
return to write a thought or two,
as is my style, from one called Parm.

It is good to visit for awhile!
Blessings on you all,
Parm :)
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Postby prmiller » Thu Aug 06, 2009 12:37 am

Thinking of Jon with Warmest Affection

Perhaps he may not ever see
the tribute that I bring to him,
but I am grateful for this place
that helped my heart, once greyed and grim.
I stumbled in, and grateful too,
for all the special friends that gave
a brand new purpose to my heart.
Divine diversions helped to save
that feeble ember nearly ash,
that wife has yearned and prayed would spark,
and here we are, full seven years,
my life has turned, a saving arc.
So, Jon, when storms fill up your days,
and bills, like thunderclaps appear,
I promise you, I shall not leave,
but offer you my heart, in here.

Blessings, Jon.
Parm :)
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Postby Vanaladiel » Fri Sep 04, 2009 6:48 am

For Little Firefly

Little Child
Sweet and mild
How we wish you well

With moonbeams
And sweet dreams
We think that you are swell

Our hugs we send
For you to mend
With all haste and love

His love to guide
His will abide
As He watches from above

Our hugs we send
Now as you mend
For we can not be there

But let us tell
How we wish you well
And that we deeply care!

We love you sweetie and hope that this finds you doing so much better!!! :hug: :love: :thumbsup: With great love from your Auntie Vana and Uncle Ryan in the Pacific Northwest!!
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Inyë melmëlyë my love, for you are the melody to which I now dance!!

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A tribute to Cynthia 11/14/2005 :rose:

For my dad who now resides with the Lord! :rose: 05/11/16 I love you daddy and will see you again someday in Glory!

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Postby prmiller » Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:55 am

From Little Firefly
...with a wee bit of help...

Thank you for remembering
though that day I forget;
thank you for your loving thoughts
though we have barely met.
Thank you that you are such friends
who choose to put behind
the things I suffered days ago
I cannot bring to mind.

Thank you TORC for loving mem
though some I've never met
thank you Dad, for sharing friends,
like Scribbles, who got wet
from wading on the river's edge
to have some fun with me;
and fixing my words of thanks
to sound like poetry.

"Please thank all the people of TORC who
remembered me when I wasn't doing so well."
From Little Firefly,
who is home resting now,
but who has a more difficult road ahead.

Blessings, too,
from Parm :)
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Postby prmiller » Sun Oct 04, 2009 6:59 am

Back to Roots

I have come because Tolkien's
great works drew me here
finding friends who love poetry,
and my career
has been strengthened and broadened
from loving this prose,
and this place where a soul
can find peace and repose.
I have Hobbit-like tastes
and, a Hobbit-like form,
Yes, I like creature comforts,
such as tea that's kept warm,
second-breakfasts and luncheons
and long quiet walks,
then a visit with friends
to have long active talks.
Thus I turn to my roots
to remember and praise,
that delightful Professor
crafting Middle-Earth ways.
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Postby prmiller » Mon Oct 19, 2009 5:04 pm

On Hobbits...and Me

We both like second breakfasts,
as my physique will show,
we both like well-made gardens,
and lovely things that grow,
the tree, beneath whose branches,
I choose to sit and read,
the love of cakes and parties,
(though I have not drunk mead.)
We both love walks and stories,
adventures thrill me, too,
but I am quite content, dears,
to let them challenge you.
I will be always grateful
for inns with tea at ten,
elevenses and luncheon,
and songs of noble men.
Oh, yes, I love those Hobbits,
whose lifestyle suits me best,
but all this rhyming writing!
I think I need a rest!

Blessings,
Parm :)
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To J.R.R. Tolkien

Postby Cock-Robin » Mon Oct 19, 2009 6:18 pm

Ah, J.R.R. Tolkien,
The vistas you have opened wide,
From the day you opened Bag End,
I've had your stories by my side.
Traveling there and back again
Then to perils gloomy and dark
Which held me in rapt attention,
Until the end where they embark
From the Grey Havens, I wanted more;
But our minds must take us there,
It's a story never-ending
To which to the timid I say: Beware!
Wonders and dangers we travel through,
In paths unknown, by stories bestowed;
My only regret is reading anew,
I wish you'd finished The Lost Road.
But I forgive you, for what we know,
Fires the thoughts for which we roam.
Coalbiters we become, sagas think
On paths to Faerie, bright Elvenhome!
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Postby prmiller » Wed Dec 23, 2009 10:08 pm

An Ode to Eagles

Indeed above the azure world,
they clasp the rocks with craggy hands,
and with majestic sweep they soar
above our troubles seas and lands.
The cry of eagles raises eyes
to look above the greying soot,
to search for heaven breaking through
despite the evil underfoot.
Oh, eagles! How I am inspired
to lift my hopes above the din,
to seek that Power which gives strength
that I might run as though to win,
to join those throngs, where angels sing,
embracing God with joyful wing.


With Blessings,
Parm :)
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Postby Cock-Robin » Wed Dec 23, 2009 10:10 pm

Parm, that is absolutely BEAUTIFUL! As one who plays eagles, it is well done. Thorondor's kin greets you!
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