Pocket Poems


                                      

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If you want to keep something close to you,

you put it in your pocket.

Some pockets are deep; some pockets are shallow.

These poems are of the same scope and landscape.

Each one holds a small treasure.

 

 

Where's My Hug?
a lift-the-flap board book
for ages 2-5.
Written by Sally Clark
Illustrated by Estelle Corke
Published by ideals Children's Books
and Silver Medal winner
of a 2015
Moonbeam Children's Book Awards





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Browsing Archive: January, 2009

Stories

Posted by Sally Clark on Saturday, January 31, 2009, In : poetry 


Deep mysteries at twilight;
a quiet romance at sunrise;
hungering for stories,
we live from one line to
the next, wondering 
what pathos or glee
He will write
on to our pages...


Continue reading ...
 

Lead Sky

Posted by Sally Clark on Tuesday, January 27, 2009, In : haiku 


gray clouds dull the sky
a leaden breath of air caught
between light and night


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Cinderella

Posted by Sally Clark on Monday, January 26, 2009, In : poetry 



Working late into the night,
I feel myself begin to slump,
to slide, chin in my hands,
elbows to my knees,
knees to the floor.

Seems the princess is now
a pumpkin, once again,
slumbering under a
starry sky, round and
seeded with dreams.


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Diamonds

Posted by Sally Clark on Saturday, January 24, 2009, In : poetry 


Born from deep within the Earth,
common carbon pressurized,
diamonds have no intrinsic value
except in the eyes of those
who see in their translucent depths
the full spectrum of colors,
the sparkling reflection of the Son,
the most unconquerable substance
in all the world.

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Inauguration Day

Posted by Sally Clark on Wednesday, January 21, 2009, In : poetry 


A history making day,
I prayed, that God,
through Christ,
would love our nation,
forgive our sins,
show mercy to us all.

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Inside

Posted by Sally Clark on Sunday, January 18, 2009, In : poetry 


Harsh stillness,
abrasive winds,
dulling skies;
inside me is
a fire, a robe,
a feast of words
to warm my heart,
waiting out the storm
with my Savior;
counting down the
icicles that hang
outside.


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A Long Winter's Nap

Posted by Sally Clark on Friday, January 16, 2009, In : poetry 


Cold seals the windows
wind bolts the doors
sun hangs a gray
half mast all day;
nothing else for it
but to sleep it off.

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Sabbath

Posted by Sally Clark on Sunday, January 11, 2009, In : poetry 


Winter's deep cold
invites Sabbath rest;
strands of icy pearls 
drape thin twig arms;
God says
wait
listen
freeze.

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Good Night

Posted by Sally Clark on Tuesday, January 6, 2009, In : poetry 


In the place where the lumps fit
the bumps of my body,
where the ceiling fan
is white noise,
the pillow cases smell
of his after shave and
the wedding quilt warms
my cold feet;
waits my home,
waits my warm,
waits my bed.

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Time

Posted by Sally Clark on Monday, January 5, 2009, In : poetry 


Maybe life is like a clock;
periodically a painful winding
followed by days of
measured steadiness,
the peaceful heartbeat of
quietly passing time.


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New Year

Posted by Sally Clark on Friday, January 2, 2009, In : poetry 
God fills the silence of a new year
with Himself; draws me to Him;
sunlight slanting down
into the darkness;
breezes shimmering
the water's face,
a small fish peers towards
the wavering surface of
a world he cannot breathe.


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Every day has a poem. I watch, I listen, I think, I pray. When I hear a poem, I write it down. Sometimes I find a picture that illustrates the day. I am always surprised. I hope you will be, too.

A writer of many genres, Sally Clark loves living in a small town with her husband where their grown children and five grandchildren all live within walking distance. Crowded with relationships, busy with activities, Sally takes refuge on the balcony of their old Victorian house - the perfect place to pen her thoughts.

Visit Sally's web site at: www.sallyclark.info

Contact Sally at: auslande@ktc.com 

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