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The Heirloom

I lay within a drawer so long
Loneliness was my heart's song

My diamonds never saw the light of day
Since granma's death,I'd been that way

Her grandson went a'courting strong
Maybe my exile now,will not last long

He brought home his bride-to-be
Glowing with pride,for his parents ,to see

He slipped me on her left hand,
They planned a wedding,oh so grand

That special day soon came around
A gold band nearby, I suddenly found

For many years we would not part
Such friendship heals the lonely heart

A day then arrived,of which I live in dread
Returned to a drawer,by a bed.

Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2008



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Sequence-To the Morrow

Highs
and lows,
come & go,
the tide ebbs ,then
flows
to
cover
yesterday's
footprints on the
shore-
now
no more,
the shadows
of forgotten
flaws,
gone,
self-doubt
left to die-
hope unleashed,flies
high

Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2009

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Eleven;Eleven;Eleven

Chill breath of autumn
Sears the poppy scarlet red,
On his memory'd cenotaph.

Tears trickle in the furrowed
Faces of young comrades
.....now long dead

Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2007

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Ps Monty's Python

As
sick as
a parrot

Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2008

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Rites of Passage

Remember the day
Apron strings loosed,untied
as maternal voices faltered and cried
Remember the day
When a soprano voice lost its elan
and a boy became a man
Remember the day
Peer pressure would not hide
and diffidence was replaced with pride
Remember the day
Desire,with warm whispers heard
questions,answered with just three words
Remember the day
Filled with joy and love
a union blessed from above
Remember the day
Holding a first-born,so wee
as two self-absorbed,became three
Remember the day
Trust was born-a-new
a changed life came into view
Remember the day
Genesis as a work of art
with gifts to share and impart
Remember the day

Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2009



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A Tall Story

Reaching
for the stars
giganteum
ambassadors of a 
lost age

Sequoia-The great ones..Inspired by Steinbeck's observation on growing up in CA

Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2009

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Climate Change

warmth from His presence

thaws the coldest heart of stone-

winter becomes spring



 Brian Strand | Year Posted 2010

Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2021

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Knowing You

Are you who you are 
or just a wanna be

Are you who you are 
unable to fly free

Are you who you are 
living just in today

Are you who you are 
or merely who you say

Are you who you are 
who lets inner talents live

Are you who you are 
with so much love to give

Are you who you are 
for He is who He is
I am,who I am
With Him,you surely can

Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2009

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Venetian Visit

the light breeze
   cooled the morning sun
daytrip Venice
            had begun
vantage views
       from a vaporetto
inch-by-inch
 the skyline began to  grow

St Marks cameinto view
etched       on a sky  so blue
tourist scrambled
           from the boat
sensory feelings inside     emote

ambling along piazzas   wide
campanile renaissance
                a city's pride
byzantine palaces     bridge of sighs
facias painted
           in pastel dyes
gothic churches     candles ablaze
carvings   to draw the gaze
depicted ceilings     vivant  tableau 
  golden bedecked reredos

pizza italiano     barolo red wine
relax  chat   then  dine
'neath parasoled
            courtyard shade
as gondaliers anchor
             to quayside   arcade

homward  along canal    grande
below balconies  
           overhanging   sun-tanned
houses emulsioned terracotta   bold
kaleidoscopic memories
                  made manifold

Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2021

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The Hike

Blossom of baby's breath,soft white
Dusted my shoes in the morning light;
Brushing gorse,crusted yellow
Over the stream with weeping willow;
Into the wood of rush patterned lace
Across a meadow at a slower pace;
Along the cowslip filled track
Under clouds,edged blue-black;
A storm erupted on the scene
Shadowing the pastures a pastel green.

Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2007

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