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Vikki Carr Superstar

by Floyd Simmons

A voice so sweet, it makes us weep.

This Mexican flower, has her power

To Make us sway, our dreams away.

A woman fair, she makes us care.

For songs she sings, with a Spanish ring,

That makes us long for days gone by,

When singers cry.

We'll be content, when she's President.

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Beate Klaisfeld - Nazi Hunter

by Floyd Simmons

She searches the town, she hunts them down.

She's not afraid, she gives them no aid.

These killers past, who thought they'd last.

Butchers all, they've heard the call

Of justice done, by a woman one.

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The Wages of Sin in Death

by Floyd Simmons

Through the travail of ages

We deal with the sins of wages.

Through the times of sand

All the rivers of tears

Would not sill our fears

Of man's in humanity to man and woman

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The Math Hippocratic Oath

by Zim Olson

By this Math Oath,

I swear to at least try not to be an Oaf.

Although I know by nature of Math's Creative endeavor,

This may not be forever.

If by some measure,

I cause displeasure,

I hope anyway,

that some one will find Mathematical Treasure.

and Lord forgive me of meaning,

that might be de meaning,

depending on some ones particular leaning.

That all Truth be True,

and that all Applications be the same,

not Mathematically somehow vain,

and as God only knows Sane.

And if by factor number nine,

I do not tow this axiomatic line,

I pray the results are benign!

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By Zim Olson

Life and/or Death?

What comes after our last breath?

Life and Not Life.

Does this expression,

exist in a new dimension?

Both Exist when we Desist.

Orderliness and what give Orderliness,

is Life.

What kind of System would this be....

Informational, Maybe.

More complex than a Binary Tree.

Order/Information is preserved,

as long as what gives order is preserved.

So when you are interred,

it is usually preferred....

That you have a good relationship

with the Informational Vector,

or Logical Director.

So get to know him well,

Or you may go to some Cyber Hell!

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"Time"  A poem by Zim Olson

Is Time Universal?

And is the answer lawful?

Or is the question just awful!

What do you do, when you want to Know what is true,

about time or anything you think of.

You can reason the seasons.

Plot a whole lot to a dot.

Subjecting Atoms to intellectual fathom.

But perhaps the answer is in a rhyme about time.

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Another Warrior Down

by Rebecca Swindell

Oh, George, Our Comrade

We miss you sorely,

You were our Lieutenant,

Leslee, our Captain.

You lead us into battle

Against that Demon Depression.

Your head was bloodied,

but upright.

Through months and months

Of terrible warfare,

We followed your example:

Open up, fire on the Enemy

Nonstop, by talking, crying, remembering,

sharing, and yes, laughing.

Reviving the past, then putting it to rest.

You showed us how to rout

The Enemy.

We saw you as our Warrior in residence.

Then, George, We saw you

Weaken and grow weary of the fight.

It became insurmountable

That Demon Depression

It wore you down,

It robbed you of your soul

That spark in your eye began

To dim.

We tried to support your efforts,

But we failed to follow through.

We failed to see the wounds open.

We took for granted

Your Tenacity, Your Valor,

Your Perseverance.

That last Confrontation with

Demon Depression

You fought alone.

If only you could have called

Us to be at your side,

To bind those wounds, to hurl insults

At the Enemy.

To fight the good fight.

Now You, George,

Again go before us

Into that Land where

No one returns.

To mark the Trail,

To light the Way,

To prepare the Great Reunion

Of fallen Warriors.

God Be With You and

God Be With Us Who

Are Left Behind.

In memory of George Cady 1940-2006

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One Day, Some Day, There Comes a Time

by Maria Ricchione

One day high, one day low

One day sky, one day slow

Someday I'll be happy

Someday I'll be thin

Someday it's crappy

Someday I'll win.

There comes a time when it doesn't matter

There comes a time where there is no fatter

One day I'll look in the mirror and it will be someday

Where there comes a time I will only flatter.

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Who is a Therapist?

by Maria Ricchione

Who is a therapist?

The fellow who sits across from me once a week

The family member who gives me support when others think I'm a freak

The friend who stands beside me when I am weak

The man on the bus who talks to me when I feel meek

The peer specialist who lends an ear when my tears leak

The board member that gives you moral support when I'm on a streak

The stranger on the street when he gives me a wink

The minister who prays the Lord my soul to keep

You are a therapist for those who do not sleep.

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The Moment

by Maria Ricchione

The moment came over me

I sit here and just be

This feeling is new.

I thought it would never happen

Words allude me

In order to share the moment

I need labels or do I.

The moment has grown

Past hours past days

If I don't find words

Then no one else will know.

The moment will stay if I make it mine

NAME IT!! NAME IT NOW!!!!

LOVE

PEACE

CONTENTMENT

CALM

FREEDOM

NAMASTE

There is Hope

It seems it does not help to seek out others

till I see someone in pain I realize no

matter how hurts take place.

There is hope.

Sometimes my illness is really hurting.

The doctor and team don't know how to help.

In the darkness,

There is hope.

When it gets to thoughts of suicide,

the hospital won't even help,

There is hope.

When the world is at war

the man I voted for won't seek peace.

There is hope.

When the gods seem angry

mayhem and chaos rule

There is hope.

When I'm angry red is not the only color I see

and everything turns black,

There is hope.

When I fear the change of losing someone I love

becomes more than I can bear.

There is hope.

When a friend hurts and

all I can do is encourage, love and hug them.

There is hope.

When watching the nightly news,

I find our about the world by others views.

The world is doomed.

There is hope.

When social change seems impossible

I march the capitol to show

my concerns.

There is hope.

People in poverty

compassion isn't enough.

There is hope.

Injustice in the world, you've done

All you can do?

Frustrated with life?

It seems life can't change?

There is hope.

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Ode to the Man

by Vincent Reed

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Friendship

by Eva Hunter

Friendship is kind.

Having a friend that is dependable.

Having a friend that understands you.

Friends don't hold grudges at all.

Friends never leave each other in a lifetime.

Friends never stop caring about each other.

Friends try to not become too tolerant.

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My Old Friend

by Mark Conrad

I saw you again today my old friend,

and it seemed we were friends anew.

I saw you again today my old friend,

And the years between us faded from view.

It was a start a-fresh

to last us the rest of time.

All this and more,

happened today my old friend,

All this and more,

when I saw you at my door, today.

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You Are Returning

by Mark Conrad

Oh what a glorious day,

how filled with hopes and dreams,

for come what will and what may,

you're coming back, with every means

to bring us of yours home.

You are returning.

In your will, and your time,

you fulfill your word, and now

we can personally say, I am yours,

and you are mine.

You are returning.

We are going home, once and for all,

for we are your own.

You are great and all concerning,

And finally, finally,

You are returning

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