Front Page Of The Purple Sage

Three days ago, the falling rain
Gave life to limb and root.
And now the sage bursts forth in song,
Enriched by liquid loot.

A flower for each dropp of rain;
Its beauty for the bow;
Glad earth's salute for thirst relieved,
For heaven's gentle flow.

Thus, front page of The Purple Sage,
With lavish editor,
Reports with blossoms the good news,
In headlines lavender.

poem by Dennis Lange
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The Divorce Is Final

When my gallbladder had the gall
To kick up trouble after all
The time we'd spent in harmony,
Like precise parts of symphony,
I privately considered blasts
Of dynamite for stones whose pasts
Made rocky roads of pain and woe
And tables where I travel - foe.

With second thought, and counsel wise,
What surgeon, doctor, did advise
Is route I take, the safest course -
Gallbladder, I do thee divorce.

poem by Dennis Lange
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