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    Cheerful Abeyance
    Cheerful Abeyance
    Cheerful Abeyance
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    Cheerful Abeyance

    By S. Scott

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    Benedryl for the heart
    Sweet words of the Tao
    Blackberry to make all succinct
    Eloquent the text, twitter quiet rest
    Poetry spells relief in the now

    How many of us can wake up gracefully with a breath of new joyous time? Most start their wake with televised bait that startles their heart and mind.

    As human beings poetry is needed for our heart heath. A starting verse in the morning, a stanza at night, a pep talk at noon is the poem. With all our meals, a vitamin of steel, it supports us from the gloom of the real. Poetry is as essential as the air. We cannot live without that beauty which balances us. It is an everyday practice bringing us back to soul and substance, summarizes happiness, solidifying peace, and stabilizes us with the wisdom to live well.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisheriUniverse
    Release dateSep 13, 2010
    ISBN9781450248662
    Cheerful Abeyance
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    S. Scott

    S. Scott, a native of Marblehead, Massachusetts, shares her Dylan Thomas vision of New England and love of Eastern Spiritual Thought (EST) in this book of poems. Colorful of Romantic thought: early partriot heroism, seascapes and hollyhock she combines with her love of simplicity, sincerity and satori. The author, who has experienced eclectic living, was once employed by Disneyland as a magician in Merlin's Magic Shop, and has also been a kindergarten and Special Education teacher. She is the founder of the Quaint Corner Children's Museum in Altoona, Pennsylvania, and currently holds a dual residence in Marblehead, Massachusetts and Alameda, California. "My mind is a great joy to me. It seems everyone can find a measure of personal wisdom if patient and aware long enough. In reverie first we come to our image of the epic hero; in work and deed can we come to that nobility." The author has also published a trilogy of novelettes, Maggoty, and five books of poetry, From Sage to Song, Water Table, Voyage From a Lady Slipper, I Am a Superfluous Woman, and Daybreak, all of which are available on major internet bookseller sites.

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      Cheerful Abeyance - S. Scott

      Repeat the Beautiful

      Repeat the Beautiful

      The natural are beautiful

      We’re happy in their touch

      They sing and flow

      Their song of self

      They never seem to rush

      And we unwind to ambience

      The truth that life should be

      A pretty little moment Now

      In spite of world’s sad scene

      Designed to Love

      I’ve never doubted happiness

      I’ve never doubted sky

      Never doubted joy exists

      I’ll find it by and by

      And longing for the beautiful

      Ensconced in blackened times

      Are mystery and my story

      For love is my design

      Trekking Along

      Nature please release me

      From dependent race

      Human expectations

      Are slavish sometimes base

      The sea wants nothing from me

      The stoic crane just flies

      The aged redwood growing

      Without my words or eyes

      So I can laugh in wonder

      I’m such a feckless speck

      And find my freedom tender

      Just being my own trek

      Last Resort

      The bills unpaid don’t bother me

      They’re whimsy in my soul

      The cluttered table potpourri

      As I am getting old

      And thoughts of joyous moments

      Are now my biggest find

      I improvise when glasses lost

      And savory memories blind

      You see I’m not a perfect sort

      With twinkle in my eye

      But as I’m free and happy me

      What better peace of mind

      Solo in the City

      The cadence of the universe

      I’m feeling it right now

      In swing of girl her jogging gate

      And rhythm of the Tao

      The bending tree through lamp lit street

      Skyscraper stolid still

      In night contrasting bus and cars

      Whose busy wheels give thrill

      To me myself a solo part

      But part of all that moves

      Centered in some Greater Source

      Yet movement in me still

      Slowly

      Listening and reflecting

      Meditating day

      It’s sacred every minute

      I can’t throw it away

      In spite of racing humans

      My nature turtle bound

      The wise in me

      It has to see

      That true is truly sound

      Pacing my Love

      When pain comes rushing into me

      Into my open heart

      I cannot run, I’m shunned and stunned

      Like open wound that smarts

      I know it’s bleak illusion

      Not dulcet sound of bird

      Not brilliant glow of gloaming day

      Not silver mountain lure

      But in those Hades moments

      When cruel world taunts my grace

      My plan discreet, my patience deep

      In keeping Love’s own pace

      The Secret Center

      The early morning lover

      Bids me to stay within

      Creating thoughts I put to pen

      Relieving me from sin

      The sin of

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