Month / March 2016
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High and Center (new poem)
In deep hearts of frailty bloom seeds of hope hidden in dark center. Red petals brushed in breezes rushed from mountains hidden by clouds high. Earth is stirred flowers in bloom is there room high and center above love? “High and Center” © Brian R. Paulson, 2016. (I’m entranced by the…
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Life, Love, Spirit, and Imagination – A Clarifier
Unlike most other brief poetic blog posts of this website, I am taking a moment in this piece to clarify some dynamics of my little project. Hopefully this will be clarifying for the few in this “world wide” web of viewers who may be reading. My life is most definitely blessed in countless ways and chief among those…
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Flowers Word Image Spirit
Flowers Word Image Spirit Flowers Word Image Spirit – These are found throughout history and across our lives. Flowers are in words of poems. They are in the image of countless paintings and photography. Our spirit is lifted as we ponder life in flowers. Take a look at the Flowers montage group. It connects word, image, and…
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Easter Poem by Christina Rossetti – “A Better Resurrection”
I have no wit, no words, no tears; My heart within me like a stone Is numb’d too much for hopes or fears; Look right, look left, I dwell alone; I lift mine eyes, but dimm’d with grief No everlasting hills I see; My life is in the falling leaf: O Jesus, quicken me. …
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Holy Saturday Poem by John Donne
At the round earth’s imagined corners, blow Your trumpets, angels, and arise, arise From death, you numberless infinities Of souls, and to your scattered bodies go, All whom the flood did, and fire shall, o’erthrow, All whom war, dearth, age, agues, tyrannies, Despair, law, chance, hath slain, and you whose eyes, Shall behold God, and…
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Good Friday 2016 – New Poem
Black nothing given everything taken. Cross slicing hope grounding sorrow. Blue afterglow of light harbinger of dawn. “Choosing Blue” © Brian R. Paulson, March 25, 2016.
