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Punctuation

If I could be any mark of punctuation…
I would like to be a comma,
To me, periods are too abrupt.
And exclamation marks are too flashy!!!!
Semi-colons are too technical;
And dashes are too – drawn – out –
But a comma is nice,
It’s a brief pause,
A chance to rest in between ideas,
And that is how I think I would like my life described,
[This isn’t the first “poem” I ever wrote, but it was the first I added to this blog site.  You can find it – and more – linked from the “Poems” tab at the top.  Please leave a comment if you happen to enjoy any of them.  —  KMAB]
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2013 What’s A Motto With You?
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Hold fast to dreams,
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird,
That cannot fly.
   ―  Langston Hughes
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On This Day In:
2017 The Only Real Security
2016 Time Said
2015 If Only Common Sense Were More Common
2014 PTI
2013 What Now, Then?
2012 Big C, Little B
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Time Is…

Time is…
Too slow for those who wait,
Too swift for those who fear,
Too long for those who grieve,
Too short for those who rejoice,
But for those who love,
Time is…
Eternity.
Days fly,
Flowers die,
Pass by…
Love Stays.
—  written by:  Henry Van Dyke
[Apologies to the author.  This is actually a quote, but I liked it better reformatted as a poem.  —  KMAB]
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2015 Would That This Be True
2014 More Likely
2013 Enjoyed The Desolation
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2012 Speaking Of Products
2011 Ready To Be Immortal?

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Trees

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
  —  written by:  Joyce Kilmer
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On This Day In:
2016 Unconquerable Imagination
2015 Just Plain Wrong
2014 Finding Beliefs
2013 Pretty Confident
2012 Effective Ranges
2011 Three Wisdoms
2010 I’m Just Askin’…
Space & Time

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Today the State of Alabama voted to put a Democrat in the Senate.  Doug Jones defeated Roy Moore in the State’s special election.  The last time a Democrat won a Senate seat for Alabama was 1992, and he was so conservative, he switched parties mid-term and joined the Republicans.
As per my initial comment (and my earlier post), my prediction was COMPLETELY wrong.   It turns out the voters of Alabama would rather “allow” the election of a Democrat than vote for an “alleged” pedophile Republican.  And, I for one am stunned.  I honestly did not believe it was possible…  It just shows how much I know.
For the last few weeks, I’ve been predicting a “going-away” victory for Roy Moore over the Democratic candidate Doug Jones of 6 to 8 points based on moderate to normal turnout.  Today, I changed my “prediction” to “landslide” (10-15 points) for Moore.
It is unclear why the vote happened the way it did, but basically the Democratic side turned out 92% of the presidential level while the Republican turnout was only 49% of presidential level.
To quote my earlier post:  “The only way Jones wins is if there is a massive (presidential level) turnout by Democrats AND a significant no-show by Republican voters.  In my humble opinion, this would be the equivalent of an act of God.
Not only was there a significant “no-show”, there was also a significant write-in vote, which, had they gone for the Republican side, would have flipped the result.
So, not only does the result so how little I know about Alabama politics, it also demonstrates the simple truth behind the adage: “That’s why they hold the election…
I guess there’s nothing else to say but quote the poem by William Cowper
God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.
Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill,
He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sovereign will.
Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.
His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.
Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain;
God is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain.
God bless the State of Alabama and God bless America!
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2013 Real Honor
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2012 Thoughts And Communications
2011 But How Does Peter Feel?
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See a shadow for what it is.
 Not the absence of light but light living out
 Its properties to bend around some form
 The way doubt gives way to prove a point
 And become known to all who participate
 There was an honest man.
excerpt from the poem “How Will I…?
[Found at one of the sites I follow:  A Mirror Obscura
The specific post is located at:  http://kabryce.wordpress.com/2015/09/19/how-will-i/
Please visit if you have a few minutes to spare…   —  KMAB]
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2012 Raise And Support
2011 Naturally
2010 A Quick Sunday Morning Read
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Advance the day,
Too Soon We Part
That Sooner Still
We might meet again.
Two Lifestreams
Joined and parted,
Joined and parted,
Joined and soon to part again
Our time is shared
Though miles between us be…
Our Love is shared
A bridge across the distance
My faith
In your Love
And in your strength
Binds me to you
A chain which Frees
My body to go – afar
My heart a gift
Held by you.
Too Soon we part
Love – tempered, and tested again,
My Lifestream flows (and yearns)
To join again with yours – Soon.
[This was another of the poems I have written over the years for my wife.  If you enjoyed this poem, please visit my “Poems” page to see others of mine, as well as some or my favorite poems, speeches and song lyrics.  —  KMAB]
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