Three Gates by Katherine Cary PlaceIf you are tempted to reveal,A tale someone to you has told,About another, make it pass,Before you speak, three gates of gold. Three Narrow gates first, “Is it true?”Then, “Is it needful?” in your mind,Give truthful answer, and the next,Is last and narrowest, “Is it kind?” Katherine Cary Place 1878-1934… Read More Three Gates by Katherine Cary Place
My dad, Earl Richard, had a half-brother named Homer Warren from his mother’s first marriage.Homer was born March 5, 1897 in Stoddard County, Missouri. He died on January 24, 1925 in Williamson County, Illinois.Earl had gone to live with Homer, who was living in Herrin Illinois and working as a miner in the summer of… Read More Homer Warren
Hummingbird by Gaylia Kenslow StogsdillRemember Great Gramma’s hummingbird –And the honeysuckle vine.And how we’d love to sit and watch,In the good ole summertime.Those days are gone but not forgot –We’ll remember through the years.And those lovely, joyous memories,Will wipe away our tears. Gaylia Kenslow – Stogsdill Copyright Roy Richard
I have been blessed with another poet in my life; allow me to introduce you to Gaylia Kenslow – Stogsdill, my mother in-law. She was a great woman with a kind and loving heart. Always willing to help out and take care of business. She was born in Lanton, Missouri in 1931. The only child… Read More Gaylia Kenslow Stogsdill
A Memorial by Katherine Cary PlaceShe lies in state, the one we love,Arrayed like Queens of old.The dear, familiar form of grace,Lies draped in purple and old lace, And dim old gold. The wary hands are idle now,Their work of love is o’er,The smile of cheer made heaven here, Is ours no more The little… Read More A Memorial by Katherine Cary Place
“Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them.” – George Eliot I have poems written by my Great -great Aunt Katherine that need to be shared. I want to keep her memory alive and even though I never knew her I heard enough about her to know that she was a… Read More Katherine Cary Place
You are one of my greatest creationsMy longing is to declare thatBut that wouldn’t be correctIt just isn’t trueFor everything you have come to be is a consequence of you You are the Master Craftsman and Inventor of your lifeYou have chosen from the ingredients presentedUsing no blueprintFollowing no recipeFabricated them into this amazing being… Read More You Are One of My Greatest Creations
A Manifesto From A Soon To Be Former IntrovertAll of my adult life, I have hidden behind the tag of being an introvert. Yes, I claim to be a Wallflower. You know the type, standoffish, quiet, preferring to be alone or in small groups, always standing in the eves. As I age though, I seem… Read More A Manifesto From A Soon To Be Former Introvert
Robert Burns Song O Tibbie, I Hae Seen The Day Tune—“Invercauld’s Reel, or Strathspey.” Choir.—O Tibbie, I hae seen the day, Ye wadna been sae shy; For laik o’ gear ye lightly me, But, trowth, I care na by. Yestreen I met you on the moor, Ye spak na, but gaed by like stour; Ye… Read More Robert Burns Song O Tibbie, I Hae Seen The Day
Robert Burns – Song – Handsome Nell Tune—“I am a man unmarried.” Once I lov’d a bonie lass, Ay, and I love her still; And whilst that virtue warms my breast, I’ll love my handsome Nell. As bonie lasses I hae seen, And mony full as braw; But, for a modest gracefu’ mein, The like… Read More Robert Burns – Song – Handsome Nell
Ramblings of an Old Coot 