Linda Ori Poems

I know you are fearful...................

Questioning your mortality -
How much longer?
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How soon we forget
The broken dreams of yesterday
Now scattered across the sands of time
Like broken bodies half covered and forgotten;
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Once there was a man who thought
Adept at cooking he was not,
Upon a dish of Bolognese
He ladled sauce that won him praise
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My father believed in legends of Indian folklore -
Being raised in the Ohio River valley, he knew his share
He always believed the incessant hooting of an owl
Was the harbinger of imminent death.
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My wonderful son has a way with the girls -
He's tough and he's buff, and he has lots of curls -
He loves to play sports and he's usually found
Lifting, or batting or golfing a round;
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They creep into your consciousness
And rearrange your dreams,
They banish your self confidence
And blight your thoughts, it seems;
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Poems, like poets, have much to say -
They may describe a rainy day,
They may sing love songs light and gay
Or speak of deep despair;
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I shall in dreaming
Contemplate

The Universe.....
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Pitter patter -what's the matter?
Can't go out and play?
Pitter patter - getting madder -
Hate this rainy day;
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You can take your golf and the rolling greens
You tennis with manicured courts neat and clean
Your soccer, your swimming, your basketball scene -
None measure up to............FOOTBALL!
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