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A REFUGE FOR POETS WHO WRITE IN THE LYRIC TRADITION,

WITH RHYME AND METER, WITH OR WITHOUT MUSIC




MY COTTAGE HAS TWO PORCHES

My cottage has two porches
That overlook the bay.
I like to watch the water
On a partly cloudy day.
In one direction it is blue,
In others, white or gray.
Depending on our point of view,
We see things different ways.

To some, a lifetime is too short;
They celebrate each breath.
To others, life is much too hard;
They cannot wait for death.
Partly sunny, partly cloudy,
It is all the same to me.
Life is what we make it.
We see what we want to see.

I write my lyrics bluntly,
Not to be misunderstood.
My listeners interpret them
Whatever way they would.
They say it is the poetís curse
That readers get it wrong.
But I donít mind, for what is worse,
Is not to hear the song.

Macomb, New York, 2001



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