Bill Grace Poems

There is always so much happening
Driven to be seen
Driven to be in the eye of the hurricane
Driven to be driven or seemingly secure
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Perhaps after I am dead
Someone will explore thoughts in my head
But better it would be by far
They'd reach into my living jar
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I want people to say:
'Bill Grace was by here today.'
It is a secular attraction to prestige
That helps proof the validity
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Entering the lawns of manicured perfection
As close to heaven as I will ever come
The top of my pyramid of heavens
Except Lake Placid's ancient stars
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World War II - Dad's grief observed - Pop up caught at home plate
Vietnam - Gordian Knot conundrum - Game rained out
Gulf War I - Stopping Hitler's clone - Base hit to center field
Gulf War II - Twin Tower revenge - Bases loaded
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Reading John Henry Newman's 'Beyond the Veil'
Reasures me of the 'I and Thou' of poetry.
Just as Elizabeth Browning celebrates
Her 'long lost saints' it helps greatly
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The stray cats teach me
About the hardness of my lines
About being out of control
About compassion for God's creatures
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The trouble with being called 'Colonel'
Or almost anything else either good or bad
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