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This was written 30 years ago shortly after I graduated from high school. Okay now I've done it and given away just how bloody old I am. I thought of editing out the last 8 lines but in the end I left them.
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Everyday
by
Diane C. Hundertmark
everyday is speical
whether you know it or not
everyday part of god's creation
is born or reborn or rediscovered
the world is ever changing
ever learning more
ever forgetting more
too bad we can't be
more like children
accepting and soaking up
the changes and the learning
with their every present why?
ignoring complicated answers
accepting only simple ones
copyright 1972
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| Reviewed by Rodd Jokre |
11/12/2003 |
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Very good write!
Rodd |
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| Reviewed by Bonita Quesinberry, R.C. |
10/17/2003 |
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I really like this poem, Diane! It reminds me of one I wrote so many eons ago: "Only God Created It." I believe I have it up here at A/D. When you have time, stop a while at my A/D pages.
Love in Christ~~
Bonnie Q
Unicorn Haven
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| Reviewed by Peter Benson |
4/18/2003 |
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Very speical!
I wouldn't edit out the last eight, I would add an ammended edit of them to reflect where you have come since you wrote them, or would you change them at all? |
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| Reviewed by Nickolaus Pacione |
4/17/2003 |
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| It was an interesting write, keep it up -- how many notebooks do you have with your poems in there. I lost a lot of them between the move from Iowa back to Illinois, the ones that you'd see are close to the 1998 writings would have to be Gen of the Void and "Tundra Sands." The ideas for those where there when I was homeless, did a lot of writing when I was on the street -- some of it was from the nightmares that were there. I have one peice on the website from high school -- "Nickolaus A. Pacione's The Glenbard Horror" and that is on the website. I penned that in 1991 but revised it in 1997. It was a slasher story which was a play on the horror films I grew up watching except the killer in the story was nameless (the original version was a machete welding werewolf, but the newer version I left the killer nameless.) |
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