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Departed by Emily Dickinson

Posted in C-D, Poems of Other Poets, tagged bard on the hill, bodiless, cancelled, clouds, death, departed to judgment, Emily Dickinson, flesh surrendered, leave the soul alone, poems, poetry, ushers on April 23, 2017| Leave a Comment »

Departed – to the Judgment –
A Mighty Afternoon –
Great Clouds – like Ushers – leaning –
Creation – looking on –

The Flesh – Surrendered – Cancelled –
The Bodiless – begun –
Two Worlds – like Audiences – disperse –
And leave the Soul – alone –

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Drought-Breaker by Dennis Allen Lange

Posted in Drought Poems, My Poems, tagged bard on the hill, clouds, crash of cloud cymbals, Dennis Allen Lange, Drought-Breaker, dry desperate land, flood, let it rain, low pressure systems, Noah, parched, poems, poetry, rivers, storms, thunder and lightning on April 4, 2017| 7 Comments »

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That glorious day when the clouds start to drain
O’er desperate land that is begging for rain
Brings a thrill for parched hearts when it comes,
…when it comes,
When it falls on the leaves, and the roofs, and it drums.

A crash of cloud cymbals, a bright flash of light;
The dark of the storm turns the day into night;
And the song of the rain as it falls,
…and it falls
Fills the crestfallen hearts as it thrills and enthralls.

The roads become rivers that gurgle along
And join with the rain in the singing the song.
And the sweet melody that they play
…and they play
Is the number one tune by request for the day.

The torrents that fall and the torrents that flow
Bring smiles to the faces now starting to glow;
And the chant they repeat: “Let it rain!
…Let it rain!”
Are the words to the song, its imploring refrain.

Drought-breakers are systems that linger for days,
A guest that is welcome till it overstays
But the call for the clouds, “Time to go.
…Time to go”,
Is a call that comes never, or ever so slow.

But Noah and his flood will ne’er come again,
And storms of our era move on with their rain.
In the blue that is left, the sun shines
…and it shines;
Shines like smiles on the faces, the glow in men’s minds.

Behind is the earth, and it’s lavish and lush
The rivers are swollen; lakes ravished and flush.
And the song has turned green – the land hums
…And it hums.
It’s a song of elation for death – drought succumbs.

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The photo is mine – rain in the valley below my hill.

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Insomnia by Dennis Allen Lange

Posted in My Poems, Poems for Children, tagged bard on the hill, children's, clouds, counting sheep, Dennis Allen Lange, failing candlelight, Insomnia, poems, poetry, woolly, wordpress blog on December 30, 2016| 2 Comments »

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When sheep are clouds and clouds are sheep
…And one lies down at night,
What is it that he counts to sleep
…In failing candlelight?

Does comfort come from clouds that walk,
…Or woolly sheep that fly?
Methinks if clouds or sheep could talk
…They’d tell us who and why.

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photo by Kevin Tuck at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/mBZsrUW/Sheep+like+the+clouds

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Three Miscellaneous Haiku by Dennis Lange

Posted in My Haiku, tagged bard on the hill, bird man airplane, clouds, community center, Dennis Lange, duck, education, family, Haikus, in case of fire save first, learning, library, memories, photo album, plane, poems, poetry, superman on June 9, 2016| 5 Comments »

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Not A Plane, Not Superman

My int’rest
Is o’er the beauty –
The duck cloud.

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Whether Old Or New Cover

Photographs –
And, in case of fire,
Save this first.

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Educating A City

The center,
The most honored place –
Library.

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Superman – photo by Kevin Tuck at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/nBTG1A2/Barn+by+a+moat

Cover – photo by Cris DeRaud at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/ovl4rcw/Photographs+Book

Educating – photo by vivekchugh at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/meXV67U/Public+Library

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* The haiku I write are lines of 3-5-3 syllables instead of 5-7-5.

See Haiku article here for explanation, if needed: https://thebardonthehill.wordpress.com/2011/08/08/haiku/

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Three Miscellaneous Haiku by Dennis Lange

Posted in My Haiku, tagged armor, babies and storks, bard on the hill, cemetery, clouds, death, Dennis Lange, graveyard" >, Haikus, needle, poems, poetry, protection, sewing, smokestacks, sorrow, thimble, watchers, weeping willows, wordpress blog on February 2, 2016| 1 Comment »

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Next, Babies And Storks

Now I know
Where the clouds come from:
Tall smokestacks.

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Thimble

Thumb armor,
Protecting one hand
From other.

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The Watchers

All the trees
Are weeping willows
In graveyards.

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Storks – photo by Michael and Christa Richert at http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/nJJFMFg/industrial+smokestack

Thimble – photo by Miriam Wickett at http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/nJZgwXs/thimble

Watchers – photo by Kevin Tuck at http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/o5B6Lp6/Graveyard

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* The haiku I write are lines of 3-5-3 syllables instead of 5-7-5.

See Haiku article here for explanation, if needed: https://thebardonthehill.wordpress.com/2011/08/08/haiku/
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The Wind And Rain Unusual by Dennis Lange

Posted in My Poems, tagged bard on the hill, bound together, boxcars in a train, clouds, dancing, Dennis Lange, poems, poetry, rhyme, rhythm, The Wind And Rain Unusual, whole affects the parts on August 2, 2015| Leave a Comment »

Three days it blows, the flags stretched stiff and straight.
The ones who drive all feel a push or pull.
The heads of trees bob to the shifting weight.
We’re dancing to the Wind Unusual.

Miles north of us our neighbors now complain
That rivers flood and all the streets run full.
Cloud follows cloud like boxcars in a train.
It wasn’t due – the Rain Unusual.

But in this case that to us both seems strange
There is a link that is not visual.
The whole affects the parts; lives rearrange.
Together we are bound – the Usual.

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