Jim Yerman Poems

The silence of the darkness on my early morning strolls is as close as I have ever come to experiencing nature's soul.

There is a beauty in her silence at the beginning of the day…a tranquil kind of mystery that can take your breath away.
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I love Christmas traditions…from the food to the presents to the tree…how each family has our own traditions…locked into our memory.

I remember Christmases in Ohio…where I was born…where I did my earliest growing…I remember our aluminum Christmas tree with rotating colors…I remember cold…I remember snowing.
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I love Christmas Day… the giving…the receiving, a small reminder of the make believe
but I also love the days that lead up to Christmas…most notably Christmas Eve.

The gifts sit wrapped under the tree…unopened…their ribbons and bows are tied.
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If you were told this was going to be your last day that tomorrow you'll be leaving everything behind…I wonder, after hearing that, what thoughts pop into your mind?

Is there one person…maybe more…someone you have known…to whom you might want to write a letter or talk to on the phone
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Our granddaughter's playing soccer again…she's the goalie on her team
and in some ways as I watch her…it's like I'm reliving a dream….

You see I grew up thinking I was an athlete…what other conclusion could I draw…
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The book Everywhere Babies by Susan Meyers originally published in 2001…
look it up…you might be amazed at all the awards it's won!

It celebrates all kinds of babies and families in this diverse and once wonderful land…
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Joyce Kilmer, who's most famous poem is Trees, was killed by a sniper's bullet July 30,1918 while scouting in France during the first world war.
Which leads me to wonder what he might have written about war….
if he only had the chance…
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This simple story I relate to you exactly as it unfurled…reminding me there is still pure beauty and innocence in the world.

A mother and her daughter entered the bookstore…at guessing ages I am poor…I know enough not to try to guess the mother's age…but her daughter was five…or maybe four.
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I believe nature is our teacher
that there are lessons in her trees...
in her flowers...
in her animals...
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I love watching a magic show…I love to be surprised…I love how the magic happens…right before my eyes.

The secrets inherent in the magic…I don't care to know…I prefer to be amazed…to sit back and enjoy the show.
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