Posts tagged with ‘Poetry by me’

  • New Poem: 2+2=4

    By on September 9, 2015

    Consider two plus two equals four In the farthest reaches of the universe In every language, for every race and species For...

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    Polly Castor
  • Haiku Across Canada

    By on August 21, 2015

    I wrote these haiku while driving across Canada:

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    Polly Castor
  • Short New Poem: Sacramental Moment

    By on July 27, 2015

    I am brimming with awe and gratitude for reciprocal connection experienced and realized this communion Sunday.

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    Polly Castor
  • New Poem: At My Niece’s Graduation Party

    By on June 22, 2015

    This is a poem about my niece's graduation party, the joy of chasing fireflies, and the fleeting transitions of...

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    Polly Castor
  • New Poem: Turning Over a New Leaf (with Photos)

    By on May 2, 2015

    Catkins emerge so tenderly with such a meek beginning as a foreshadowed precursor in vibrancy and joy...

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    Polly Castor
  • New Poem: Ladybug Convention

    By on April 13, 2015

    Some say ladybugs represent luck, while others say they typify spiritual devotion, and are a signal to follow your bliss and...

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    Polly Castor
  • New Poem: Discipleship Can Be Messy

    By on April 2, 2015

    Discipleship is a good thing: something to seek and make an effort for like food and shelter.

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    Polly Castor
  • New Poem: Let Your Light So Shine

    By on March 15, 2015

    We are lamps shining away the darkness of the world.

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    Polly Castor
  • New Poem: Your Thought as a Car with a Hitch

    By on March 6, 2015

    What makes up your body of thought? They say the average person has 70,000 thoughts a day which is 2,916 per...

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    Polly Castor
  • New Poem: Sabbath Snow Day

    By on February 22, 2015

    More sabbath snow yet again canceling church once more so our most recent amaryllis is only able to flaunt its glory...

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    Polly Castor
  • New Poem: Shine it Away

    By on February 10, 2015

    Imagine a dark room behind a closed door but the hall light is on and when you open the door...

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    Polly Castor
  • New Poem: Grass Underfoot

    By on January 23, 2015

    And looking up, I shiver as I wonder for whom am I the tiny cold blade of grass? At whose mercy...

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    Polly Castor

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