“Old Acquaintances”

Originally posted on jacquelinecaseypoetry.com:
“The Meeting” If we should meet another time, my heart when we depart this world and travel far, remember how the looks between us start us to another place among the stars. Our love a pensive gaze; a sparkling shower of light where we embrace the need of each. Like…

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The Flowers of the Field

Photo by Priceless Times Photography “The Flowers of the Field” The reach within your baby hands so sweet make father want to hold back ticking time but even you, my child , are forced to meet a different kind of father in this rhyme. He’s called old Time and steals your innocence Allows your golden…

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For Johnny

  (Photo by Jacqueline Casey) “For Johnny” When silver leaves sigh, trembling to the grounda brilliant gold is sprinkled everywhere.Sure, then I hear your laughter mid the soundof steps that shuffle up abandoned stair. When scarlet leaves dance, hesitant to partlay deep in dusty shadows, they intoneand whisper “I have been here where my heartknows…

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Guilty Until Proven Innocent

“Guilty Until Proven Innocent” If confident no crime did Prez commit, then Mueller says he’s glad his truth to state. But dossier by Steele, cold lies, to wit: cause Bob to twist all phrases on his plate. The Dems with Mueller’s help must now collude and so Pelosi struggles with her charge. Pulls tight the…

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Remember Us

“Remember Us” Like pictures on a screen in seconds, lost or blips upon a monitor turn long old memories are flown with deadly cost: as quarks may separate eternal song. The picture caught though words may flutter by though hole is in my net and so I sigh. A set of words surround my broken…

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Martin’s Dream

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.” Martin Luther King, Jr. Martin’s Dream I fall into the blackest hole in space my soul now travels through the darkest scene; a foreign place where there’s no time or grace. I move through tunnels…

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Changes

“Changes” A summer’s day when all of nature grins turns vixen when the wind begins to blow. Then all her shiny leaves fall in a spin while in her waters lurk bold undertow. When nature’s beauty turns from sprinkled rain to monsters of intense, repeated roar an angry, churning beast may cause us pain as…

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The Hearing of Judge Kavanaugh

Salacious allegations now may seize and rip Scalia’s spirit as it falls. Inside, bold lies may bend us to our knees  and rattle glass that shake these hallowed halls. Lead voices at the hearing speak of law  yet minutes into speech, a sentence shrill:  malodorous, her laugh; demonic scowl:  Her urgency grows stronger as she…

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The Spider Woman’s Waltz

“The Spider Woman’s Waltz” She dances in my head as in a dream and raven are her eyes as onyx blown. As Autumn steps into her bleaker scene chill mist is in the air; cold-to-the-bone. “Oh, waltz with me”, said she; “Our time is brief and through the hills and valleys, dancing, go! I’ll bind…

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We are All Immigrants

We all are immigrants from Africa. Your skin is white while mine has darker tone. Yet, heart to heart, we’re all America and with that hero’s pride, our flag is flown. We all are immigrants from Africa and celebrate a wondrous mix that glows from coast to coast in our America. Red, white and blue…

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