Poetry Dump

~True World~
By 
Edna Pellen

I am not disappointed in the world

I do not find it ugly or cruel

I am not disappointed in man,

For I am man too

And if I were disappointed in the world

And if I were to think it ugly and cruel

I would forsake all the good in the world

And all the beauty that I know is true

And if I were to be disappointed in man, 

Who would I be to speak,

When I myself make mistakes

When I myself fall weak





~A Productively Unproductive Day~
By 
Edna Pellen
{Dedicated to my friends at the Fortress}

A productively unproductive day
I have perfectly and predictably had
With my pleasantly preposterous people that I keep in my
Plainly personal parade

We have had a laugh lighter then the air in our lungs
And talks deeper then the darkest depth did dare to dream
And still in all our enjoyment we did not do a thing

Justly, joyfully, jabbering,
We wagered we had won a right to relax
And tentatively tip toeing around the tight concept of tomorrows' tasks,
We sat down to work out ourselves at last

And what we came to learn was that
just because you're talking and not walking and not working away,
Your thigh-slap laughs and emotional rafts
Are not time wasting
And it's not a shame to, every now and then, sit and
To not do a thing




~Starry Starry Night~
By
Edna Pellen

Starry, starry night

What a fright,

Yet delight,

To be alone, gazing

At this sky

In the dead of night

All alone,

Near or far from home

No matter where I roam

The stars remain aglow

Wherever I go

With company, or alone

In the heat or the cold,

To both the young and the old

They remain the same, I’m told

Shining bright and bold

On this night, so clear,

On this night so cold

They unite the then and now,

And though I couldn’t tell you how,

Their light, their pictures, bring history back around

To tie together, to bend and bow,

Generations with each other

The then, and the now

Starry night,

Guiding light,

Old and new now unified

As we gaze into the cold,

Starry, starry night