Bruce Writes Another Sonnet
My husband became intrigued with the word urchin recently, and he asked me to write a poem using the word. I jumped at the opportunity to write another sonnet, just […]
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Poetry
The Sun in Poetry
Thought for a Sunshiny Morning It costs me never a stab nor squirm To tread by chance upon a worm. “Aha, my little dear,” I say, “Your clan will pay
The Sun in Poetry
Summer Sun Great is the sun, and wide he goes Through empty heaven without repose; And in the blue and glowing days More thick than rain he showers his rays.
The Sun (and Moon) in Poetry
The Moon THE MOON has a face like the clock in the hall; She shines on thieves on the garden wall, On streets and fields and harbour quays, And birdies
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The Sun in Poetry
Because I could not stop for Death – He kindly stopped for me – The Carriage held but just Ourselves – And Immortality. We slowly drove – He knew no haste And I had put
The Sun in Poetry
I’ll tell you how the sun rose,— A ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran. The hills untied their bonnets, The bobolinks
Parkinson’s Disease: Two Perspectives
1. This is what I think comes to many people’s mind when they hear that someone has Parkinson’s disease. They envision an elderly person, cloaked in stuffy clothes, confined to a
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The Sun in Poetry
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host,
The Sun in Poetry
As I Grew Older It was a long time ago. I have almost forgotten my dream. But it was there then, In front of me, Bright like a sun— My
The Sun in Poetry
Spring Day [Bath] The day is fresh-washed and fair, and there is a smell of tulips and narcissus in the air. The sunshine pours in at the bath-room window and