Saint Eule

Rookie - 10 Points (10/30/1955 / Shamokin, Pa)

Saint Eule Poems

81. Prayer Warrior 11/26/2010
82. Quiescent Oblation 11/8/2011
83. Rare Friend 10/7/2011
84. Refuge Unfolds 12/20/2012
85. Remember The Goose 8/29/2010
86. Resolve For New Year 12/31/2010
87. Retired Holy Man 3/11/2012
88. Rose Petals 10/4/2010
89. Seclusion Of The Mind 3/11/2012
90. Sediment Soldier 11/13/2011
91. See Ya! 3/27/2012
92. Seeking Answers 3/6/2011
93. Shackled In Modemity 4/21/2011
94. Silouette 12/24/2010
95. Snow Globes On Mars 1/21/2012
96. Snowy Autumn 10/30/2011
97. Stealing Thunder 9/5/2011
98. Taste Of Understanding 12/24/2010
99. Tears Of Grace 9/19/2012
100. The Casper Man 2/19/2011
101. The Lost Poem Forever Alone 11/19/2011
102. The 8o Year Old Paper Boy 10/24/2011
103. The Acorns Kippah 9/4/2011
104. The Alien Worm 6/4/2011
105. The Apple And The Pear 1/27/2012
106. The Black Snakes Nest 7/3/2011
107. The Blade Of Grass 6/12/2011
108. The Branch Grows 7/9/2011
109. The Catcher 11/3/2010
110. The Chronos Of The Soul 10/1/2011
111. The Dictators Are Falling 9/18/2011
112. The Dream Catchers Net 8/28/2011
113. The Face We Share 9/26/2011
114. The Garlic Cure 6/18/2011
115. The Human Body Revealed 6/18/2011
116. The Kindling Fire 10/30/2010
117. The Man Beside The Well 9/5/2010
118. The Mid Life Crisis 8/21/2011
119. The Mighty Popeyes 9/28/2010
120. The Oag 8/21/2011
Best Poem of Saint Eule

Remember The Goose

I awoke to the bird calling outside my window,
A new day has begun, my mind is hungover with thoughts of yesterday.
A wild goose is heard in the distance.
The bird seems to be calling for his nestlings, probably long
dispersed in the forest.
The goose seems to be have purpose, his trumpet is sure, he knows
others will join the journey to a more lavishing sunrise.

If only I was as sure as the goose, free to sail the sky with
a natural compass.To go north or south as the need arise.

My mortal mind has recently learned of a friend who has passed.
A tear ...

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Free Will

Men cut their hair-
Men cut their hair to show hate and depair, a skinhead as clear as the
as a swastika there.
Men cut their hair to show Budha is there, a monk enlightened wanting to
share.
Men cut their hair just to feel the night air on hot summer day it is
better to wear.
These are the reasons men cut their hair.

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