Monthly Archives: October 2012

Competitive Fall

The competition has started on every hillside, yard, and dale Color bursts are  simply vying for attention Maroon, orange, red, and golden displays Are now hoping for most mentioned. See the influence of sugar sap Amidst the glorious maple forests … Continue reading

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No Bother

Why would I bother When at our last meeting You treated me like a nobody Laughing at my nervousness Why should I bother When you asked questions Only you could answer Why could I bother To be belittled When I … Continue reading

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The Gate

He met her at the gate Just a short distance inside, The clouds in the sky were soft That day–white mixed with gray. He first walked through the gate Only 18 short hours before Greeted by others who had passed … Continue reading

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Wild Berries

Burnt orange bright tinges the fall moonlight, Maroon burning bush shivers with frost’s first kiss, Taupe yearlings scramble for wild berry treats stepping through the shadowy wild vines to nuzzle branches.

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Tracy and Katherine

Tracy William McGregor was a Detroit humanitarian He arrived in 1891 to manage a homeless mission his father began For 46 years the mission opened its welcoming door To over a half million men who were served with love at … Continue reading

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23 and Mound

It came down, it came down At 23 and Mound, it came down Union men and women pursuing the American dream Clocked their hours at Ford Trim in Utica, Michigan Their families financially secure it would seem Working for pensions, 30-years-and-out, was the plan. … Continue reading

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McGregor Library

MCGREGOR LIBRARY Bronze doors There is a curtain billowing in the wind Through a window that is broken once again The building should be protected and covered in light For the pillage that occurs there at night A spectacular example … Continue reading

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