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	<title>Come Casual</title>
	<link>http://www.rlkilgore.com</link>
	<description>Thoughts Through Poetry and Music</description>
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		<title>To A Fallen Leaf In Autumn</title>
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You, leaf, lying wilted and wasted,
You, blissful child, too soon taken
From a life you never tasted.

What ignoble fate of essence
Unrequested and sorely rewarded,
Clothing your host in springtime's attire,
Humming in concert to laud the caress
Of summer's light breath, balmy and warm,
Howling to protest the blustery storm.

But was your voice heard?

Would the ...</description>
		<link>http://www.rlkilgore.com/2010/02/26/to-a-fallen-leaf-in-autumn/</link>
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		<title>Comment on Al Franken</title>
		<description>Although on Friday Night Live, I don’t believe Al Franken has humor.  He has sarcasm and derision which some consider humorous if the comments fit their political views.
 
                                                  rlkilgore@chartertn.net
 
rlkilgore@chartertn.net </description>
		<link>http://www.rlkilgore.com/2010/01/29/comment-on-al-franken/</link>
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		<title>Opinion on Congress</title>
		<description>The Republicans are not the party of “No”.  The party out of power is the party of “No”.
 
                                        rlkilgore </description>
		<link>http://www.rlkilgore.com/2010/01/09/opinion-on-congress/</link>
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		<title>Winter&#8217;s Demise</title>
		<description>      Vibrant rays of sun rain down,
      Splash and cover all around -
    Resplendent colors, yellow, green
  Of crocuses and mown grass sheen.

  Ah! Spring too long delayed beckons,
Calling with promise of warmth's delight.

        Oh, No!  Was there ever
Fraud more blatant, deceit ...</description>
		<link>http://www.rlkilgore.com/2010/01/06/winters-demise/</link>
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		<title>We Know</title>
		<description>In the span of eternity,
Sixty seconds, sixty years,
Mere specks of no consequence
But to those so fortunate
As to perceive their own demise.
 
                                 rlkilgore@chartertn.net </description>
		<link>http://www.rlkilgore.com/2010/01/03/we-know/</link>
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		<title>Eyes of the Moment</title>
		<description>Inconvenient downpour interrupts
Play of the little fellow sitting
On the floor, pouting because
The swing outside hangs slack.
He sees through eyes of the moment,
Not knowing somewhere sits
Another boy whose father works
In the store where the handy man
Buys groceries with money
He earns mowing our lawn
Nourished by the rain.
 
                                   rlkilgore </description>
		<link>http://www.rlkilgore.com/2010/01/03/eyes-of-the-moment/</link>
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		<title>Freedom of Religion</title>
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      Freedom of religion was envisioned by our forefathers to be the allowance of worship of God as presented in the Bible by whatever means a person wished.  When they said “separation of church and state” they wanted to ensure the government did not dictate the manner in which that ...</description>
		<link>http://www.rlkilgore.com/2009/11/10/freedom-of-religion/</link>
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		<title>Old Friend</title>
		<description>We were best of friends, you and I.
Preoccupied, self-absorbed, I failed
To notice your insidious betrayal.
Oh, Sweet Time, what have I
Done to deserve your treachery?
You have stolen from me and
So continue. You took my youth,
And now want my vigor, leaving
Desperate yearnings. You have 
Abandoned me adrift on a river
With a precipice approaching 
Where ...</description>
		<link>http://www.rlkilgore.com/2009/10/20/old-friend/</link>
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		<title>Thoughts on Poetry</title>
		<description>1.  A famous philosopher, Immanuel Kant, as an aside said, "Poetry without rhyme is prose gone mad".  I think poetry without rhyme is cheating, taking the easy way out.  I cheat more than I would like.  Maybe this form of writing should have its own name, something like "Prosery".

2.  The ...</description>
		<link>http://www.rlkilgore.com/2009/10/15/thoughts-on-poetry/</link>
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		<title>Lady In White</title>
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                Tall and slender,
                  In white pants
            Sprinkled with sequins
      That sparkled without gaudiness,
              And a top to match,
          She moved with her partner
    ...</description>
		<link>http://www.rlkilgore.com/2009/10/15/lady-in-white/</link>
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