Tag: poem
member name: Cathryn flowers Ritchie
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October 07, 2006 01:24 AM EDT --
He did not wait till the world was ready,
Till men and nations were at peace
He came when the Heavens were unsteady.
And prisoners cried out for release.
He did not wait for the perfect . . . more
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October 19, 2006 12:34 AM EDT --
A Teacup For Comfort
Your teacup is sitting here
the one you gave me when
last you sat with me-
never believing that day
to be our last.
Did you know when in a whirl of hurry
that day
I ran, stumbled, . . . more
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December 03, 2007 01:58 AM EST --
Poetry I (1973)
A set o f words
Divorced by the moving of time
or feeling,
Cannot be called poetry;
For in molding a form,
shaping . . . more
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February 19, 2008 08:08 AM EST --
I've been to Places
by Cathryn flowers Ritchie
Part I
I've been to places where I've known being known,
and (in spite of or because of)
loved. . . . more
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September 25, 2006 04:44 PM EDT --
Trust me, I have not earned your dear rebuke,
I love, as you would have me, God the most;
Would lose not Him, but you, must one be lost.
Nor with Lot's wife cast back a faithless look
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September 27, 2006 05:57 PM EDT --
Lord, by what inconceivable dim road
Thou leadest man on footsore pilgrimage!
Weariness is his rest from stage to stage,
Brief halting-places are his sole abode.
Onward he fares thro' . . . more
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October 22, 2006 06:58 PM EDT --
(reposted as poem instead of essay)
I want to tell you a story of a woman -
a mother of many young one's.
She knew she yelled
too loud,
too long,
at those too little;
too young
to protect themselves. . . . more
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December 07, 2006 04:30 PM EST --
On Christmas
It is good to be children sometimes,
And never better than at Christmas,
When its mighty founder
Was a child.
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August 12, 2006 11:02 PM EDT --
Delightful dolphins dabbling
In seashells and sand,
On crested waves and crashing currents;
Building sand castles, dreams
And make believe schemes.
But most of all,
Building bridges that . . . more
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September 24, 2006 05:02 PM EDT --
(IS THIS FONT BETTER?)
Does the road wind up-hill all the way?
Yes, to the very end.
Will the day's journey take the whole long day?
From morn to night, my friend.
But is there for the . . . more
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July 25, 2006 04:56 PM EDT --
A Day at the Beach
(My husband & I shared a day with our 4 children,
ages 16, 14, 13 and 10)
Cathryn flowers Ritchie
April 1998
Delightful dolphins dabbling
In seashells and sand,
On . . . more
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August 13, 2006 12:50 AM EDT --
Moonlit night
Breezing through
My soul
(rays streaking darkness).
Alone
But not.
The past
Whispering of sorrows
Crying with losses
Gentle with joy
(and yes, sometimes leaping,
sometimes). . . . more
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September 25, 2006 01:55 PM EDT --
You take me to your pain
I really don't want to gain
Feelings about this struggle;
For I know I'll muddle
Through the darkness
of each motherhood weakness.
I don't want to look . . . more
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December 12, 2007 04:05 AM EST --
Flight # 244
Heading home.
Sunset streaking my eyes,
surrounding the skies and me,
over state, . . . more
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