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    Waves of Insight: Poems of Downeast Maine (As I See It!)
    Waves of Insight: Poems of Downeast Maine (As I See It!)
    Waves of Insight: Poems of Downeast Maine (As I See It!)
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    Waves of Insight: Poems of Downeast Maine (As I See It!)

    By Jann Mattson

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    Twenty years in Downeast Maine has inspired Jann to write poems about the beautiful scenery, animals, sights, and sounds in local towns. Nature provided her with the inspirations to see places through the eyes of a poet.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAuthorHouse
    Release dateSep 27, 2011
    ISBN9781463446765
    Waves of Insight: Poems of Downeast Maine (As I See It!)
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    Jann Mattson

    Born in White Plains, N.Y. and moved to Connecticut at age eight, Jann Mattson was about to begin a lifetime of writing poetry. She could show you the very first poem she wrote on its original paper. After many busy years of working and raising four children alone in Florida, Jann returned to school and obtained an Associate of Arts degree and then a nursing degree. Seven years later, after a career in nursing in a Florida hospital, she had to retire due to a diagnosis of Systemic Lupus, a stroke, and other disabilities. Through these difficult years she continued to write poetry. A chap book was published while in college and she had single pieces frequently printed for special occasions. A few years ago, Jann published a "fun" book which quickly sold out. Now her love of New England, especially Downeast Maine, begins words filled with respect and emotions.

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      Waves of Insight - Jann Mattson

      © 2011 by Jann Mattson. All rights reserved.

      No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

      First published by AuthorHouse 09/02/2011

      ISBN: 978-1-4634-4677-2 (sc)

      ISBN: 978-1-4634-4676-5 (ebk)

      Library of Congress Control Number: 2011913842

      Printed in the United States of America

      Any people depicted in stock imagery provided by Thinkstock are models,

      and such images are being used for illustrative purposes only.

      Certain stock imagery © Thinkstock.

      Because of the dynamic nature of the Internet, any web addresses or links contained in this book may have changed since publication and may no longer be valid. The views expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.

      Cover photo: Schoodic Point, Acadia National Park, ME

      Contents

      New England

      MAINE

      Trees Flowers

      Cool Places

      Seasons

      Consideration?

      Acknowledgements

      My most heartfelt thanks to Lillian Leighton an Administrative Assistant, for her many hours of work between page and computer. Many thanks for editing to Debbie Govenor, an editor and composer of music. My love and thanks to Shirley Blake, a retired physical therapist for her unending support, encouragement and patience.

      Also, my love and thanks to my

      Daughters Jaye and Debbie

      for their support.

      Jann Mattson

      I Asked God… . . . . . .

      I asked God to bring me gold;

      He brought me the sun.

      I asked Him to bring me diamonds;

      He brought me the stars.

      I asked Him to bring me ivory;

      He brought me the moon.

      I asked Him to bring me sweet scents;

      He brought me the earth.

      I asked Him to bring me love;

      He showed me myself.

      I asked Him to bring me great wealth;

      He gave me my children.

      I asked God, How can I thank You?

      He gave me a pen!!!

      -Jann Mattson

      New England

      ’Tis New England

      Aspiring to ageless

      heights of wonder,

      with mill and steeple,

      light house, covered bridge

      and trails of mounted

      passes down through valleys,

      find a simple folk

      on wisdom’s ridge.

      Conservative with faith

      hard working for a

      precious little—content;

      all in rural townships

      they exist, big cities

      not to know

      man’s dollar spent.

      Mountains fill the scenes

      of pine through haze

      and hold a glint

      of sun until it’s nigh,

      ledged with granite

      sheared to open space

      where bush and shrubs

      of berries live and die.

      Rolling hills of Clover,

      Buttercups, Daisies

      and the blues that

      line the trails,

      winding roads of

      lavenders and reds,

      explode beneath the

      Summer’s heated veils.

      Rust and red and

      Yellow find the Fall

      To fill the mountains

      With sweet Autumn’s gleam.

      Lakes and ponds and

      Rivers now to cool and calm to next

      Reflect a season’s dream.

      Coverlets of white

      express the cold,

      crisp, the wind in

      zeroed temperature.

      Sleep-filled are all

      greens as days are short

      where silence holds

      with Winter’s manicure.

      Hilltops crowned with

      many granite stones

      or marble to describe

      those come and gone,

      many are the grave

      yards cross the land,

      many are the memories

      of love and brawn.

      Far and wide across

      the rolling earth,

      standing long between

      enduring pine,

      whitened steeples host

      the loyal eyes and

      raise all heads up

      toward the Great Divine.

      So loyally are kept

      the grains of will,

      from pioneers, the

      first to build a way,

      technology has altered

      much and yet,

      the toiling remains

      New England’s stay.

      Homes of logs and

      covered bridges stand

      and cemeteries age

      with tales untold.

      steeples stay erect of

      heightened white as

      seasons with great

      dominance unfold.

      Recipes reflect the

      Wood-filled stoves,

      church suppers keep

      their families all sharing;

      the coast is

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