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The Haiku
With care they were hung
Each one pulling at a string
Setting hearts a glow
Observing their beam
Across the dimly lit room
Joyous expressions
Original Poetry by:
Mishelle O. Lane
12/12/08
The Pensieve
For the Love of Christmas
Dancing from left to right, up and down, merrily we go, all around
The bells they ring filling our ears with a precious and blessed sound
A bouquet of pine and sugar and glee let’s us clearly know
That she’s in the kitchen preparing our meal with effervescent gusto
For this is the time that hearts are held, blessed wholly and loved.
Original Poetry by:
Mishelle O. Lane
12/11/08
l o v e t h u r s d a y
Heart Masks Mind
Oh fiery colors, how short your stay,
Merrily tantalizing my sense of sight.
Against the blue sky, as if to blaze the way,
Towards the promise of a new day, bright.
It is in autumn that I reflect the most,
The end of the year spinning my mind around.
Like the trees that wait again to host,
My thoughts pause to absorb the sound.
Through the standstill, I look forward and back,
Considering past, dreams turn to a future of hope.
I wonder: Are the trees hopeful while they lack?
Or have they just found a way to cope?
My mind it is filled with worry and doubt.
Though my heart, a hopeful tree, dreams about.
-MOL 11/6/08
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