Tag Archives: mypoems

Variations on a Theme

Follow-up to my recent post, “Heads up, Writers”: Five or six people in each age of men Express something true with the brush or the pen And others repeat it, again and again. And falsehood, if clothed in a nice-enough … Continue reading

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For Kira — Who Just Built Me a Poetry Corner to Play In !!!!!

I can write a limerick!I can write a sonnet.I can write a song of love And put a new spin on it. I can Haiku Japanese.I can psalter Hebrew.I can Frost a two-forked road And Shakespeare thee till ye do. … Continue reading

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1979

I need a savior Who is stronger Than the troubles of this life. I need an anchor That pulls tighter Than the tumult and the strife. I need a master Who is bolder Than the ones who hold me slave. … Continue reading

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Particularly Prolific

Poems I wrote on June 17, 1989, in order: Five or six people in each age of men Express something true with the brush or the pen And others repeat it, again and again. And falsehood, if clothed in a … Continue reading

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This Unremarkable Day

When we wait safely in the grave, And our own sons are old and gray, What will they think of longingly About this unremarkable day? – Poem by Rani Kaye – All rights reserved.

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C’est le soule chose que je peux faire

The woman in the white Ford van Is aching for a song … She turns on a country station, But the ones they play are wrong. She flips to a gospel station — A commercial is on the air. She … Continue reading

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Je Revien Tristesse

Another language perhaps, But one that isn’t mine, Could with joy express the grief Of the lands I leave behind; Could with peace express the pain Of the days and prayers and tears That within this shell of clay Laugh … Continue reading

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