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Esther Spurrill-Jones
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Remember You
Five years ago today, my mother died. Every year, I write a poem for her to keep her memory alive. Remember You Who will remember me when I am gone? Who will keep the flame alive? As I remember you today, My mother, my friend.

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In the Deep
Deep beneath the surface Something starts to stir: Moving with a purpose Deep beneath the surface. Soon will be catharsis For I cannot deter; Deep beneath the surface Something starts to stir.

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It's Not Winter Yet
There’s two feet of snow on the ground And a four foot icicle hanging from the eaves But it’s not winter yet We have to warm up the car every morning And shovel the walk every week But it’s not winter yet I’m wearing a parka and gloves And earmuffs and thic...

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Review of Keeping Long Island by Courtney Peppernell
Keeping Long Island by Courtney Peppernell My rating: 5 of 5 stars This book was wonderful. I usually don't like the conceit of a book written in diary entries, but wow. This one was so well done. Kayden is a broken young woman whose therapist suggested she...

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Never Forget
Never forget the ones who fell, Those who for us walked through hell, Stood their ground before the foe, Faced down evil, and said, “No.” They fought for us, and gave their all. Across the ages, hear the call, O’er the oceans, hear it swell, See the eastern...

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For Everyone
Once upon a time I thought I knew What was all my God required of me, And who He had created me to be. I was sure I knew just what was true. Under the sun there is nothing new, And I’d been taught that I could clearly see That to obey the church is to be fr...

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The Taste of Margarine
A film of grease upon my tongue Chased by hints of forgery, Just like botox makes you young. A film of grease upon my tongue Clings like Donald Trump among Rants and lies and perjury. A film of grease upon my tongue Chased by hints of forgery.

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OctPoWriMo 31 - Lurking in the Dark
Today is the last day of OctPoWriMo 2017 . This was my sixth (!) year doing this, and I am still learning so much every time. Lurking in the Dark What is lurking in the dark? Hiding from all living eyes? Skulking in the misty murk? What is lurking in the da...

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OctPoWriMo 28 - Home
Today's prompt is belonging , and the suggested form is the clarity pyramid . HOME refuge family sometimes where you’re born is not where you belong your community is home “where you find yourself and belong”

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OctPoWriMo 27 - A Wild Rose
A Wild Rose Petals of satin Shades of white through magenta I remember Mom The fragrance of spring Delicate blooms and sharp thorns I remember Mom Ev’ry year I’d bring Her a wild rose from our yard I remember Mom
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