Say Yes to Time: A Collection of Poems

By Marleen Rita Duckhorn

The author hopes this latest collection of poems, "Say Yes To Time", will reveal a positive approach to life, to say "yes" to the evolution of everything. "We have come a long way since the Big Bang and we have so far to go", is her pep talk. We all need to compose on the canvas of existence together, in the very best way our understanding will allow.

After publishing her eight books of poetry (Red Daughters in a Foreign Spotlight, Soul Beans, Zoom Lens, Double Decked Nature, Gravel Pit on the Moon, Rocks on the Road, Poems of Gratitude, and Written Rhythms of Space Travel and Earthly Things), the author, Marleen Rita Duckhom, has written yet another moving forward masterpiece, "Say Yes To Time". In this volume of poems, she includes many topics but she resists calling them anecdotes. Although there may be a method to her madness, she may be conveying a message to share her positive approach to looking at our aging solar system and galaxy and arrange that prospect to an evolving perspective of ourselves while we're still here. It is an interesting journey requiring light-hearted attendance in the class called outer space.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jul 14, 2011
• ISBN: 9781462849819

Marleen Rita Duckhorn

Marleen Rita Duckhorn is sixty-seven and lives in Southern California.

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Copyright © 2011 by Marleen Rita Duckhorn.

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Contents

Say Yes To Time

Changing States Of Mind

The Universe And Our Tracing Minds

God To Channel I

Moon Rock

Coincidence

The Augury Of Friendship

Glen Of Witches

Competition

Scruples Of The Solar System

Hoist Up The Sails

Totality

We Must Return To Our Planet

Wings Of Vision

Working On My Soul

When Space Would Try To Steal Our God

A Cosmic Dream

Great Space Program

Weaned By Death

Talk To The Universe

Risks Of Space Travel

Intense Future

Bleeding In Space

Why Do I Love God?

Heaven Elsewhere

Blessed Be

Discrete Universe

The Universe Is A Place Setting

A Poet’s Favorite Thought

Whittling

My Drip Dry Words

Cantankerous Sky

Bad Ego Of Fame

Broadway To The Stars

Try This, It Works!

Her Dream

Who Created The Creation?

Belief In Yourself Can Rock Your Bones

Tree Toting

Infinite Correlation

God’s Wide Ranged Eyes

God’s Greatest Gift

In A Circle With Mother Nature

Religion In Outer Space

Bridges

Repairing A Worn Soul

A New Day Peddler

The Short And Sweet Truth

Beams Of Light

Hornets’ Nest

Morning Ritual

Final Touch

Journey Of A Snowflake

The First Flag Emblem Of Outer Space

Montage With Words

A Walk In Palm Springs

Blossom And Bee

Strange Desert Weather

God To Me Is

A Slamming Consciousness

The Grandest Appliqué

A Soul Digs

The World Of The Dead

A Silent River

A Meaningful Relationship

Joined In Space

Attire Of The Universe

Bloom Of Fate

March Of The White Lilies

Around Death Too Much

Who Pinned The Moon?

Christmas People

Breath Of Nature From Angels

The Thinking Mad Woman

Poetry’s Church

God Hides Heaven Away

Poet’s Perch

God’s Random Love

The Midnight Poem

When You Think About It

Can A Plight In Life Dodge Death?

Holding Back

Come Court A Planet

Pardon Me, I’m Late

Larry’s Death

The Fortitude To See Unboundedly

Look Ahead Of Time

A New Time

Future Magic

Edges Are New Beginnings

Comparing Worlds

Specify The Evening

Different Faiths

Mark This Day A Rapture.

When You Feel Like Writing, Write

‘No’ Came To ‘Yes’

Beets Are Funny Vegetables

Mad At Love

Treat Others Properly

Advice For The Broken-Hearted

Blossoms Of Love

Privacy Of Fate

My Acquaintance

A Poet’s Room

The Canyon Flowers

What Causes Us To Be Curious?

A Safe Place

What Can A Day Accomplish?

Ambitious Clock

To Reign Or Not To Reign

I Grew A Flying Ear

When We Find More Planets

The Morning Of A Creek Hill Service

Poems Are Not Without Cause

Mark Of A Dead Believer

My Childhood Years In Prose

Opportunity Knocks At Christmas Time

Humans Do Not Live Forever

Twice Taken

Which Way To Mars?

Chocolate Planet

Playing Chess With The Stars

Eclipse Or Be Eclipsed

Music

All On A Spring Day

Crusade Of The Soul

Our Sky Was Built For Everybody’s Blues

It’s Sad To Be Home

Weeds

Endangered Poems

Directions In Space

Danger In Space

Chalk Marks

The Richest Night

Christmas Morning

The One Thing

The World Might

A Poet Holds A Fascination

Tears

Christmas Card Memo

I Was Sure

Blue Above Blues

A Left Out Lineage

Why Do Poets Tune Into The Sky?

New Shoes

Clear Twilight Listens

Final Soul

No Rehearsal

The Sentencing Sky

We Can Never See Our

Thoughts Like Others

A Diamond’s Reflecting Edge

A Distant World

Any Love That Is Gone

Expression Is All We Have

What Divorce Is

Metropolis Moon

Drapes

Some Random Meaning

Sitting On A Cloud

Depending On The Human Race

To Chisel A Dream

A Philosopher’s Reminder

How Can Nature Be Fine?

Soul Talks

One Small Bird

The Proper Weaning

Sleeping Cats

Door Knob Poem

Spider Webs In The Corner Of A Room

Little Baskets

Dawn Of Love

Armor At Two In The Morning

Believe In A Star

I’ve Never Been Lucky

Somewhat Philosophical

Tremendous Sense Of Failure

Kettle Poems

Fault Line

Daubing Our Chances For Survival

Can New Evidence Include Good News?

To Tilt The Art Of God

Photosynthesis

Haunted Replicas

Ancient Scriptures

Joined Hands Of Genius

Astrological Painting

Maybe, By All Means!

Cosmic Sharing

One Bright Spot

Wisdom To Relay

Who’s Been Out There?

What Makes A Poet?

Note The Consummate Urge

Of The Universe

We Search In Vain

The Drooping Flowers

In The Contentment Of Summer

Birth

A Doggerel Planet

There Is A Certain Kind Of Science

Beneath The Sunshine

A Fountain Poet

Human Need

The Vineyard

Dedication

This book is dedicated to Bo Didley, as his guitar playing has taken me closer to the heavens than anything.

Acknowledgements

I would like to thank my husband David H. Neidner for his love and nurturing, dear friend Karen Turner for her encouragement, my chiropractor Jude Cortes for keeping me together, and Bernice Walker for outstanding technical support.

SAY YES TO TIME

Yes is a shard of the Big Bang

Who had to say yes from day one

It could have burrowed in light years forever

But it reaches us with building blocks of wood.

The molecular make-up was swirling

The ‘Yesness’ of everything changed

Say yes to time and understanding will come

And we won’t take no for our name.

The high rises do not take us to heaven

The lows won’t dry us to volcanic ash

The energy bestowed into everything

Say yes to time and