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Hey Folks. I have decided to put something else out there on this blog, poetry. I have been writing poetry for years, some good, some bad, some just mushy to make my wife fall in love with me. I have decided now to put some of those poems out on Tuesday as well as some new stuff. Some of these are not super, I am not going to post the ones that I consider lame. There will probably be some classical stuff later on, I have a couple of “epic” style poems in Iambic Pentameter that are inspired my the old Roman and greek Poets, Homer, Virgil and the like.
I hope this will, if anything be at least some fun to read. Oh yea, there are silly poems as well, some still written on hamburger wrappers from an age long ago…:)
Today I don’t remember the story behind this poem but it is about Trees and Autumn. I am fairly sure it was a school assignment at some point. Anyway, Enjoy!
Autumn
By: Justin Matthews
Motion. Fluidity.
Poetry in its own right.
Beautifully Orchestrated Colors, Vibrant.
Red, Gold, Evergreen.
Fluttering in gentle breezes, Small sails.
Swaying in unison like Soldiers, Fallen Comrades and those soon to be.
Death all around; Cosmic Recycling.
Life bubbling within, while preparing for sleep.
Winter is nigh.
All told from the Trees, Fluidly moving in Autumn Breezes.
Comments are open and needed below.
-Justin
Hello Folks! Well today I have something slightly different for you. For various reasons, including my sons birthday, my regular fiction Saturday needs a change. There is not an episode of The Man in the Hazy Suit today.
But, in order to not fill you up with crap or something that doesn’t have any heart, I have dug out one of my favorite poems. I wrote this poem a few years ago and it is still one of my favorite things that I have ever written. Please enjoy.
Who casts his fly upon the waters,
A patient Man is he.
Waiting through storms, the winds,
While wading in the Stream.
Who casts his fly upon the waters,
Is hoping for a dream,
A Rise, a Strike, a Fighting Fish
Taken from the Stream.
Who casts his fly upon the waters,
Imitation is his aim,
As he strives for natural perfection,
To ever cast, and play the game.
Who casts his fly upon the waters,
And waits for fish to rise,
Will toil countless hours away,
Under natures azure skies.
Who casts his fly upon the waters,
And wonders what it means,
Will solve what ails, his truth prevail,
Walking further up the Stream.
Who casts his fly upon the waters,
In harmony is he,
The Land, the Brook, the Man, the Fish,
Content to just let be.
Who casts his fly upon the waters,
And reels in trophy fish,
Releases same, to swim again,
Knowing all is worth the risk.
Who casts his fly upon the waters,
A patient Man is he.
Waiting through storms, the winds,
While wading in the Stream.
Have a great weekend everyone!
-Justin
Hey Folks, back again for another Tuesday! I hope you are having a decent week so far, It is almost Halloween! Halloween is one of my favorite holidays, I have almost as many Halloween decorations as I do Christmas decorations. I don’t however have a Halloween tree just yet….Forgive this commercial but if you need anything to spook up your place for Halloween, we have signs, candle holders, table runners and more at http://brendasquiltshop.com/shop! All orders ship priority mail for $4.95.
Anyway, for today’s installment of Poetry Thursday I present a poem that I wrote a while ago. I submitted this to the poetry contest at Poetry.com and got a letter saying they wanted to record it as part of a collection “to be released both on compact disc (CD) and cassette tape”. 2001 doesn’t seem like that long ago but when did we lose the cassette tape? That is another post though.
So, for today, Goodbye and Farewell
Goodbye and Farewell
Goodbye my friends, My time is ended,
The hourglass slips slowly by.
I’ll bow out graceful, and take my leave,
To be a memory by and by.
Alas, time moves swift, now so must I,
My life’s twilight approaches,
Farewell to all who knew my life,
As death inexorably encroaches.
Goodbye my friends, weep not for me,
For ’tis a better place I go.
I will keep in mind each and every one,
Through rain, and sun, and snow.
Goodbye, farewell, To the future look,
As I take my Leave, My heart stays here
I’ll Love, I’ll go, I’ll not forget…..
Any thoughts?
Thanks for reading yet again!
-Justin
