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I try to arrange words in poems like an artist applies colors or amusician places notes to shape music. I want my poems to have a lifedistinctly their own and to outlive me.
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"I used to think the brain was the most important organ in the body, until I realized who was telling me that."
—Emo Phillips
My Solution to the Secret of Life:
I’veenjoyed a long, useful and relative happy life. I’ve found that thebest way to deal with great tragedy and loss is with great faith and ahardy sense of humor. When that fails, resort to sheer, downright,biting-the-bullet bravery.
There is no real secret to life,but the key to happiness is to do what you love; love what you do; and,if you just have to stick your head up someone’s butt, make sure itisn’t your own.
Music helps, especially the music inside yourheart that you hear inside your head. Never, ever let them take awaythe music in your heart. That’s your song. Avoid doctors and lawyersif you can and lie about your pain, even to yourself. No one likes agriper, not even God.
Oh yeah, learn to forget; it makes iteasier to forgive. What you don’t remember doesn’t hurt you. If youwere supposed to keep seeing what’s behind you, your eyes would be inthe back of your head. If you just can’t let it go, talk about it tosomeone, or write about it, just to get it off your chest so you canstart living in the present.
Smile and laugh a lot. It takesless energy and keeps you from looking like an idiot. When folks seeyou smiling they think you know something they don’t and avoidburdening you with their negativity.
If you do all the above you probably won’t live any longer but you’ll be happier, so it’s worth a shot.
A Dime Is a Sign: Poems of Love and Loss (Feelings Into Words)
Description
<p>A psychic medium once said that if you find a random dime, it is a sign that someone that you have loved and lost is thinking of you.</p><p><strong>A Dime is a Sign Through Time</strong></p><p><em>If you find a dime, </em></p><p><em>You will know that I'm</em></p><p><em>Sending thoughts of love</em></p><p><em>Through the veil of time.</em></p><p> </p><p><em>Ten cents with a silver shine, </em></p><p><em>A sense sent you to help remind</em></p><p><em>That someone who left you behind</em></p><p><em>Is always living in your mind.</em></p><p> </p><p><em>Sending love and vibes, </em></p><p><em>Felt as psychic sighs ...</em></p><p><em>The ones that you miss, </em></p><p><em>Send you a kiss ...</em></p><p> </p><p>Sherrill S. Cannon's second book of poetry contains messages written through the years in poetic form that put feelings into words. As a teacher, many of her poems helped counsel troubled teens and friends.</p><p>There are three sections in the book: Heads, Spinning, and Tails ... (Love & Loss: Coin Toss?). The variety of lyrical poetry forms include free verse, blank verse, haiku, and sonnets, while some are just playing with words!</p><p>Hopefully, this is also a book of healing.</p><p> </p><p> </p><p>Sherrill S. Cannon, a former teacher and grandmother of ten, is the author of nine acclaimed rhymed children's books, plus a recent award-winning book of poetry <em>(A Penny for Your Thoughts), </em>which together have received 63 national and international book awards since 2011. She also wrote seven published plays for elementary school children that have been performed in over 25 countries. Most of her children's books emphasize consideration for others. Married for 58 years, she and her spouse are now retired, live in Pennsylvania, and travel in their RV from coast to coast, spending time with their children and grandchildren, and sharing her books along the way!</p><p> </p>
Story Behind The Book
This story poem is a combination of fact and fiction. It was inspired when my grandson, Justin, had a school project to collect a few insects and ask my help identifying them. When I looked at the darner I saw this incredible eye and placed it under the microscope for a better look. I was spellbound by what I saw. Even under magnification it looked exactly like a human eye. I wrote the poem and liked it so well I felt it needed to be illustrated. Justin and I collected a massive amount of insects later and had a great time learning about them. Most of our collection hads been donated to schools and libraries. Some were sold on Ebay.
