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A Holiday returning only once a year
in spring when warm weather makes us cheer.
We all can laugh and sing and dance
around Easter fires with their warm red flames.
We enjoy the baby chickens with their beep
We watch symbols like the Easter lambs and sheep.
We smile, we tease, we all play funnies
enjoy the chocolates, eggs and Easter bunnies.
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(Copyright, Aurora Jean Alexander, March 2018)
To you and your families:
Once again the first season of the year
has arrived, and just picks up in gear.
Flowers bloom, the grass turns green
everything looks fresh and clean.
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Renewed life stretches and is waking
sleep is gone, life is in the making.
Birds, and flowers, water and grass
happiness is now as clear as glass.
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Singing and dancing are taking over
we find luck in a four leaved clover.
We are proud and we all smile
dust is shaken off the winter pile.
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Youngsters are shown by their proud Mom
birds and kitties nd puppies, all are calm.
The sun shines brighter every day
warms our babies on their way.
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And once again we know it’s true
what we didn’t think when the cold wind blew
The Earth has once again shown that all the tragic
thoughts are gone by Nature’s magic.
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(Copyright, Aurora Jean Alexander, March 2018)
It Looks like I wear glasses
my coat is silver gray
my hands and feet are very dark
all in all I look okay.
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I’m not limited to hunting
at night time or at dawn
one can find me all day long
with a face like Makeup on.
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It seems like I am washing
my food before I eat;
this is just a fairy tale
but believe me, it looks sweet!
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A huge trouble-maker
that is how I’m known.
People seem to want us
but no family, just alone.
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We look very cute and friendly
but hell, can we get pissed
when one day you feed and spoil us
the next day we get dissed.
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It’s true we can be hand-raised
tamed and trained to see
but please just do remember
we want to be wild and free.
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I am no pet to keep at home
to hug and smooch and swoon.
by now you might have guessed
I am the cute racoon!
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(Copyright: Aurora Jean Alexander, January 2018)
Since I love F. E. Feeley jr.’s books, his poems who he publishes on his blog, I am taking the chance to inform as many people as I can that this talented writer and poet has published a poetry collection. I’m sooooo going to get that!!
| I am proud to present to you a collection of poetry I put together over the past 2 years. My poetry, like my other writing, is informed by life experiences, memories, seasons, or by things I’ve observed about the intrinsic beauty and complicated nature of humanity. For a very long time – having been raised in fundamentalism – I believed there wasn’t much about humanity that gave it worth. However, through the act of creating art, I have discovered that simply isn’t the case. In a few short years, I have discovered love, regained my faith in God, and most importantly, regained my faith in my fellow human beings. I also discovered that the things that attract us to a person aren’t the same things that make us stay. Often times it’s our imperfections that are the most endearing qualities that we possess. I believe God regards us the same… |
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When I think back into the time
of me as teenage-girl right in her prime
the telephone it had a dial,
you couldn’t pull it for a mile because the cable was in style.
Internet we did never see, we were outside with our injured knee.
We played, we ran and we have kicked,
ice cream was from us all licked,
and friends not only simply clicked.
We loved to read the Tolkien Orc and had pinboards out of cork
we pinned there photo jam, this was our Instagram.
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We were not tattooed if you had checked,
we never found any cars we wrecked
never any walls we specked
but if we had them ever flecked, at least the spelling was correct.
Ebay didn’t yet exist, but our trash-day wasn’t missed.
Amazon was analogue
and named “Sears” as catalogue.
Singing and running was ‘in vogue’.
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New pairs of jeans they did look new
no hint of undies, no slightest clue,
mine everyone just sure could tell
was the one with the small bell.
Yellow were the bathroom walls, if you didn’t have brown stalls
of brightness we kids had our share, to survive we put some stickers there.
‘Spin the bottle’ and grapevine and then the words ‘will you be mine’,
It sounds funny, but it’s true, no Match.com, we still got through.
Smoothie was called apple sauce, YouTube was an unknown loss
and please, don’t go and make a face, Pokémon was paper chase.
*****
(Copyright, Aurora Jean Alexander, December 2017)
The air is cold, the trees are naked, people run around and sneeze
the ground is hard, the leaves are fallen, the wind howls worse than just a breeze.
After autumn coolness, wet streets common. skies a leaden gray they are
We feel the fourth season fast approaching, winter isn’t anymore that far.
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The only thing we are awaiting, is the white, we want it swift,
soft white flakes that cover brown ground, a blanket, like a gift.
Some time far away, in past and future, spring was and will be, that we know
but at this moment what we wish for, is our long awaited snow.
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Christmas time is around the corner, we’re looking forward to the Holiday,
but part of it is winter snow in which we all just love the play.
Please, clouds, give us the snowflakes we’re long already waiting for
allow the clouds to cover nature, ground, and plants, and so much more.
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Nature, it will go to sleep, during winter, the cold and freezing time
while snow will cover, all year’s leftovers, the dirt, the wet and also grime.
In spring the world will be awaking, prepared to grow to play and toy
but when there’s snow in winter, there’s no reason, why we cannot enjoy.
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Enjoy the cold and play the snow, go to sled, to ski, go skate the ice,
accept the moment, be yourself, winter will be over in just a trice.
Live in the here and in the present, build a snowman on your lawn
In a handful moments you’ll think back and today’s winter will be gone.
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(Copyright, Aurora Jean Alexander, December 2017)
Wouldn’t this book make a wonderful Christmas present?
