In early American history, I often ask students to write a poem from the Puritan mind set.
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"This poem is not a rap song. :-)
It is an expression of the heart."
by Larry Taylor
My pen is down and thoughts flow,
like the river I sit close and near,
Birds singing their praises,
a new day dawning, thoughts crisp and without fear.
God's mercy is new every day,
even as I work and while I play.
The gift of work is a pleasure to behold,
especially as I obtain some grey,
and feel a bit old.
The toys I use in my play,
range in color, dimpled and often go astray,
Into a area of rough and off the lush grass so green,
even bouncing near a bubbling clear stream.
My pencil is down and like my head
it rests upon the bed.
Thank you Lord for this fine day,
Sweet dreams I ask and pray.
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Responses
May 25, 2007
The gift of work is a pleasure to behold, especially as i obtain some grey,and feel a bit old.
I love this line. Well written. Aging is something we all deal with in everyday life.
June 21,2007
As part of her work in ENG 200, Ms. Thompson-Hooks was asked to locate a film clip relevant to another student's project.
 When I read this poem, I could “hear” the birds and the stream of water. I am recommending "Tranquil Streams" because I feel it conveys the sense of tranquility that the author of this poem wanted the reader to feel as he/she read his work. His words took you to the place in this film clip.
Steven L. Berg, Ph.D.
Associate Professor of English and History
Schoolcraft College, 18600 Haggerty
Livonia, MI 48152
734-462-4400
sberg@schoolcraft.edu
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