Short Man In Long Pants
Short Man In Long Pants by Mary Bedient I met a short man wearing long baggy pants and a soggy blue hat on his brain. He sat slouched on the curb singing like a sick bird songs of sadness, suffering,...
View ArticleMy Will and Testament A Poem by Mary Bedient
My Will and Testimony Mama Mia Pizzeria I love that pizza smell, so friend I leave to you my written pizza will. I leave to you the knowledge green peppers are too lame, and barf-shrooms, I mean...
View ArticleFebruary’s Last Call
Over the past few weeks I’ve been out and about on the town. I’ve tried new foods and have learned new baking techniques that I am forever grateful to have learned. I’ve done a little traveling, tried...
View ArticleSimple, Grateful, and Blessed
A Grace Before Dinner by Robert Burns O thou who kindly dost provide For every creature’s want! We bless Thee, God of Nature wide, For all Thy goodness lent: And if it please Thee, Heavenly Guide, May...
View ArticleAmen! Dinner Served!
A Grace After Dinner by Robert Burns O thou, in whom we live and move- Who made the sea and shore; Thy goodness constantly we prove, And grateful would adore; And, if it please Thee, Power above! Still...
View ArticleThe Vulture
The Vulture by Hilaire Belloc The Vulture eats between his meals, And that’s the reason why He very, very, rarely feels As well as you and I. His eye is dull, his head is bald, His neck is growing...
View ArticleMorning At The Window
Morning At The Window by Thomas Stearns Eliot They are rattling breakfast plates in basement kitchens, And along the trampled edges of the street I am aware of the damp souls of housemaids Sprouting...
View ArticleWe Loved to Love! Au Revoir February
Sonnet LXXV by William Shakespeare So are you to my thoughts as food to life, Or as sweet-season’d showers are to the ground; And for the peace of you I hold such strife As ‘twixt a miser and his...
View ArticleThe Bat by Theodore Roethke
The Bat By day the bat is cousin to the mouse. He likes the attic of an aging house. His fingers make a hat about his head. His pulse beat is so slow we think him dead. He loops in crazy figures...
View ArticleThe Pumpkin by Robert Graves
The Pumpkin You may not believe it, for hardly could I: I was cutting a pumpkin to put in a pie, And on it was written in letters most plain “You may hack me in slices, but I’ll grow again.” I...
View ArticleThe Quest Begins
Tearing at the seams, Bright light speaks to us and says, Go and learn new things. Stay Brave, -m (Mary Bedient, March 20, 2014)
View ArticleHow to Keep Your Back Pocket Full
Today the rain fell and it was beautiful. The smell of wet earth and cold air tugged at my heart and Sonoma was herself. Today I started thinking about the sun and the rain. Yes – it was a lot to...
View Article3-Syllables
Me with you, You with she, Me with he, poetry. (mary bedient, April 26, 2014)
View ArticleBalancing The Sun and the Moon
Today I read an interesting thing: The sun represents the feminine principle which is planted in your brain and the moon represents the masculine principle that is planted in your heart. (Trungpa,...
View ArticleDear Diary, by Mary Bedient
Dear Diary, Today was a bust. I was blue as the weather, I was stormy as the sky. I heard heartfelt words, making me refuse to cry. I think the day is done, I hope my sleep will come, so I can...
View ArticleRed Rain by Stefano Corso
Red Rain Print, by Stefano CorsoFiled under: art, Life, Motivation, Poetry Tagged: art, art.com, print, rainy weather, Red Rain, Stefano Corso, Umbrella
View ArticleA Poem: The Jungle
The jungle, its eyes scanning the terrain, deep blue skies eavesdropping on the whispers falling over the vast domain. The wilderness, protecting its own with falling rain, preserving and protecting...
View ArticleA Poem: Leading the Revolution
The red-headed finch visits and shows his flare of sophistication, his temperament of shyness, and a splash of daring on the rooftops of suburbia. Small but mighty he owns the skies with fearless...
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