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[anna]

From Jay HERSHBERG


Some years ago I won second prize in a contest with the International Society For Humor Studies. They wanted comic-horror, or what they called macabre humor. This is the poem that won:
Dearly Beloved

She stood there in the moonlight
like an angel from above,
beckoning, her arms outstretched
"My love, my love, my love!"
"How could this be? " I asked myself
as I saw her there, again
" She's been dead and gone
these past four years!"
The pain! The pain! The pain!
I remember well our pleasures past
The happiness we knew!
And then it hit me like a blow!
Me too! Me too! Me too!
I knew then why I could see
her beauty, oh, so clear!
I realized I too was dead!
Oh dear! Oh dear! Oh dear
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Anna Yin

《爱的灯塔-星子安娜双语诗选》
<Nightlights> <Seven Nights with the Chinese Zodiac> ...

http://annapoetry.com

[[星子安娜]]

From Jay HERSHBERG


Some years ago I won second prize in a contest with the International Society For Humor Studies. They wanted comic-horror, or what they called macabre humor. This is the poem that won:
Dearly Beloved

She stood there in the moonlight
like an angel from above,
beckoning, her arms outstretched
"My love, my love, my love!"
"How could this be? " I asked myself
as I saw her there, again
" She's been dead and gone
these past four years!"
The pain! The pain! The pain!
I remember well our pleasures past
The happiness we knew!
And then it hit me like a blow!
Me too! Me too! Me too!
I knew then why I could see
her beauty, oh, so clear!
I realized I too was dead!
Oh dear! Oh dear! Oh dear
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Anna Yin

《爱的灯塔-星子安娜双语诗选》
<Nightlights> <Seven Nights with the Chinese Zodiac> ...

http://annapoetry.com

[anna]

Jay's two more poems.

http://www.stellarshowcasejournal.com/summer/jay.c.hershberg.htm
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Anna Yin

《爱的灯塔-星子安娜双语诗选》
<Nightlights> <Seven Nights with the Chinese Zodiac> ...

http://annapoetry.com

[[星子安娜]]

Jay's two more poems.

http://www.stellarshowcasejournal.com/summer/jay.c.hershberg.htm
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Anna Yin

《爱的灯塔-星子安娜双语诗选》
<Nightlights> <Seven Nights with the Chinese Zodiac> ...

http://annapoetry.com

[livetodream]

Jay C. Hershberg—Poet, Toronto ON


First President of The Ontario Poetry Society when it was founded. He has several chapbooks published.


Seasons Of Life

Awakening from slumber deep.
Arousing senses, once again.
Now, once agin, cruel winter's sleep.
Ah, cool refreshing Springtime rain.

Warmth of sun soothes soul and heart .
Sweet ecents of blossoms fill the air.
Of GOD's good earth I am a part.
( I see a scamp'ring summer hare.)

Brilliant colors all around me.
Butterflies flutt'ring all around.
My heart flows over with such glee.
Laughing rill ripple's o'er the ground.

Then, all too soon, it's Autumn time.
A change in hues to brown and gold
Upon us, now, a cooler clime.
A sense of ageing, growing old.

Winter's blankets of flowing whites.
Snowflakes drifting,all earthward drawn.
Bright stars. Cold, clear moonlit nights,
until, once more, a warm spring dawn.

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Goin' Fishin'


The water's calm and peaceful, now.
Mornin' sun's just about to rise.
Some boats are puttin' out from shore.
Each angler's dreamin of his "prize".
Excitement's gleamin' in his eyes.

Some fish with bobbers, some with lures.
All's quiet on the waterfront.
And then, a strike! A fish is hooked!
A shout of joy, and then a grunt.
Throw him back, then, another hunt.

Old folks (like us) fish from the shore.
Layin' back, just havin' a rest.
Tall trees providin' lots o' shade,
fishin' skills put to the test.
Ah! Fishin's one thing we love best!

It's early on this summer morn
We've cast our lines, now we're wishin' .
We hope a big-un takes our bait,
and jumps, and leaps with tails a-swishin'.
It's so much fun, We're goin' fishin'.

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I like Seasons of Life very much. The sound is beautiful.

[[FAFAFA]]

Jay C. Hershberg—Poet, Toronto ON


First President of The Ontario Poetry Society when it was founded. He has several chapbooks published.


Seasons Of Life

Awakening from slumber deep.
Arousing senses, once again.
Now, once agin, cruel winter's sleep.
Ah, cool refreshing Springtime rain.

Warmth of sun soothes soul and heart .
Sweet ecents of blossoms fill the air.
Of GOD's good earth I am a part.
( I see a scamp'ring summer hare.)

Brilliant colors all around me.
Butterflies flutt'ring all around.
My heart flows over with such glee.
Laughing rill ripple's o'er the ground.

Then, all too soon, it's Autumn time.
A change in hues to brown and gold
Upon us, now, a cooler clime.
A sense of ageing, growing old.

Winter's blankets of flowing whites.
Snowflakes drifting,all earthward drawn.
Bright stars. Cold, clear moonlit nights,
until, once more, a warm spring dawn.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~



Goin' Fishin'


The water's calm and peaceful, now.
Mornin' sun's just about to rise.
Some boats are puttin' out from shore.
Each angler's dreamin of his "prize".
Excitement's gleamin' in his eyes.

Some fish with bobbers, some with lures.
All's quiet on the waterfront.
And then, a strike! A fish is hooked!
A shout of joy, and then a grunt.
Throw him back, then, another hunt.

Old folks (like us) fish from the shore.
Layin' back, just havin' a rest.
Tall trees providin' lots o' shade,
fishin' skills put to the test.
Ah! Fishin's one thing we love best!

It's early on this summer morn
We've cast our lines, now we're wishin' .
We hope a big-un takes our bait,
and jumps, and leaps with tails a-swishin'.
It's so much fun, We're goin' fishin'.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~



I like Seasons of Life very much. The sound is beautiful.

[anna]

Jay's poem for her wife.

Yet, One More Day
for Claire
Yet, one more day
of dire dreadful fear!
Will she yet know that I am near,
my sweet and ailing, loving dear!
Will she yet by my side be here?

Yet, one more day
to show her how I care!
How can I cope with her mem'ry loss?
How do I tell my lady fair
that for all her needs I will be there?

Yet, one more day!
Will she be abje to recall
the joyous times we had a ball?
The way she did my heart enthrall?
No matter what, we had it all!
I, and my loving, living doll!

Yet, one more day
to care for her, and show my love!
Give all her ills a backward shove!
For this I pray to GOD, above!
I've yet one more day
with my turtle-dove!
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Anna Yin

《爱的灯塔-星子安娜双语诗选》
<Nightlights> <Seven Nights with the Chinese Zodiac> ...

http://annapoetry.com

[[星子安娜]]

Jay's poem for her wife.

Yet, One More Day
for Claire
Yet, one more day
of dire dreadful fear!
Will she yet know that I am near,
my sweet and ailing, loving dear!
Will she yet by my side be here?

Yet, one more day
to show her how I care!
How can I cope with her mem'ry loss?
How do I tell my lady fair
that for all her needs I will be there?

Yet, one more day!
Will she be abje to recall
the joyous times we had a ball?
The way she did my heart enthrall?
No matter what, we had it all!
I, and my loving, living doll!

Yet, one more day
to care for her, and show my love!
Give all her ills a backward shove!
For this I pray to GOD, above!
I've yet one more day
with my turtle-dove!
_________________
---------------------

Anna Yin

《爱的灯塔-星子安娜双语诗选》
<Nightlights> <Seven Nights with the Chinese Zodiac> ...

http://annapoetry.com