Monday, June 1, 2026

A Summer of Blueberries, a Summer of War - poem

 

Lawrence Hall

Mhall46184@aol.com

Dispatches for the Colonial Office

LogoSophia Magazine – A Pilgrim's Journal of Life, Literature and Love

Home - Hello Poetry

 

A Summer of Blueberries, a Summer of War

 

 

SUMMER OF WAR
IRAN THREATENS NEW STRIKES ON ISRAEL
CEASEFIRE COLLAPSES
OIL SURGES

 

-Drudge

 

 

This morning’s news is all about the wars

For oceans and oil, and oceans of oil

For the ideological souls of men

For a tyrant screaming through a midnight screen

 

Our morning is all about the blueberries

Fresh dewy little globes among the leaves

Magic treats for children, fairies, and elves

Or for a dream-lover with flashing dark eyes

 

Blueberries fresh and new, colored sky-blue -

I picked a basket of them just for

                                                        you!

Sunday, May 31, 2026

It Doesn't Matter if You Write a Good Poem - poem

  

Lawrence Hall

Mhall46184@aol.com

Dispatches for the Colonial Office

LogoSophia Magazine – A Pilgrim's Journal of Life, Literature and Love

Home - Hello Poetry

 

It Doesn’t Matter if You Write a Good Poem

 

 

A poet’s autobiography is his poetry

 

-Yevtushenko

 

 

It doesn’t matter if you write a good poem            Today

But only that you write a poem                              Now

The poem to follow will be better                          Tomorrow

Or maybe not -

                         But it will BE                                 Forever

Delaney Hall in New Jersey is not my Cousin - rhyming couplet

 

Lawrence Hall

Mhall46184@aol.com

Dispatches for the Colonial Office

LogoSophia Magazine – A Pilgrim's Journal of Life, Literature and Love

Home - Hello Poetry

 

Delaney Hall in New Jersey is not my Cousin

 

 

                           …nor be deprived of life, liberty, or property, without due process of law.

 

-Amendment IV

 

 

From a few miles away, The Lady with the Lamp

Shines her light of freedom upon a concentration camp

 

Thank you for your attention to this matter

Saturday, May 30, 2026

Grace and a Wheelchair - poem

 

Lawrence Hall

Mhall46184@aol.com

Dispatches for the Colonial Office

LogoSophia Magazine – A Pilgrim's Journal of Life, Literature and Love

Home - Hello Poetry

 

Grace and a Wheelchair

 

At the coffee shop

 

I found myself kneeling, as if in church

Crawling behind some empty tables in search

Of an electrical outlet for my new friend Grace

Whose mother wheeled her in for a space

 

And Grace needed electricity for her little screen

Where a red cow played in a pasture green

“Will this outlet do?” “Oh, it’s too far away”

So good folk formed a committee today:

 

“If we move this table back, and shift this chair…”

Family together – it’s right and fair

Thus Grace was enthroned, the queen of our hearts

Her subjects had all played their several parts

 

Grace has no filters, no volume control

But, oh! What a happy, blessed soul!

 

 

And I returned to my coffee as if everything had happened

Thursday, May 28, 2026

It Looks Like You are Using an Ad Blocker - couplet

  

Lawrence Hall

Mhall46184@aol.com

Dispatches for the Colonial Office

LogoSophia Magazine – A Pilgrim's Journal of Life, Literature and Love

Home - Hello Poetry

 

It Looks Like You are Using an Ad Blocker

 

V: It looks like you are using an ad blocker

R: Yes, yes, I am – how clever of you to notice!

Upon Being Invited to a Zoon Meeting about Japanese Poetry - senryu

 

Lawrence Hall

Mhall46184@aol.com

Dispatches for the Colonial Office

LogoSophia Magazine – A Pilgrim's Journal of Life, Literature and Love

Home - Hello Poetry

 

 

Upon Being Invited to a Zoom Meeting about Japanese Poetry

 

As Basho Did Not Say

 

Soft winds do not zoom

The sky silently shares dreams

But not on glass screens

The Bishop of Rome and an A. I. Tower of Babel - rhyming couplet

 

Lawrence Hall

Mhall46184@aol.com

Dispatches for the Colonial Office

LogoSophia Magazine – A Pilgrim's Journal of Life, Literature and Love

Home - Hello Poetry

 

The Bishop of Rome and an A.I. Tower of Babel

 

Artificial intelligent is not where life is at -

So everybody smoke, smoke, smoke that ziggurat!

A Summer of Blueberries, a Summer of War - poem

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