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Autumn Leaves at Twilight: Selected Poems 1995-2007
Autumn Leaves at Twilight: Selected Poems 1995-2007
Autumn Leaves at Twilight: Selected Poems 1995-2007
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Dr. Mohl's poems are based on various observations, feelings and life experiences. His poems are reflective of his interest in music, science, politics, human behavior, and modern day.

This book of selected poems reflects a certain power of words on various topics. The poems are not particu

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Release dateSep 17, 2020
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Autumn Leaves at Twilight: Selected Poems 1995-2007
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Dr. Allan Mohl

Dr. Mohl is a licensed clinical social worker who has a Ph. D in health and human services. He has an office in Dobbs Ferry, New York. Dr. Mohl is a poet, musician and a psychotherapist who has written hundred of poems, many of which have appeared in various anthologies and on the internet under Poetry.com. Dr. Mohl is a member of poetry nation and the Hudson River Writers Center located in Westchester, New York. In 2009, Dr. Mohl was inducted into the Westchester County Senior Citizen Hall of Fame, in 2017 through 2018, he was a recipient of the Albert Nelson Marcus Lifetime Achievement Award. Dr. Mohl is married and lives with his wife in Ossining, New York. He has three adult children and six grandchildren.

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    Autumn Leaves at Twilight - Dr. Allan Mohl

    Acknowledgement

    I wish to give special thanks to Renée Gaines for her help in editing and typing my poems. Without her assistance, Autumn Leaves at Twilight could not have evolved.

    Table of Contents

    Both Predator and Prey

    Looking for Meaning

    Let’s Save the Gorillas!

    Life Without End

    The Christmas Disconnect

    The Elephants are Dying

    Endings

    Every man Waiting For Salvation

    Deja Vue

    The Polar Bears Are Drowning

    Some Thought on St Petersburg, Russia

    To Ask Only Questions

    The Omen

    Woody Guthrie

    Fragments of a Lost Culture

    Torture

    WAR IS HELL!

    Et Tu Brutus

    Dylan

    New Age Follies

    Silent Hills

    New Orleans - 2005

    The Search for Intelligent Design

    Then and Now

    Darfur

    A Family Moment

    The Infinite Cycle

    Welcome to the New Millennium

    A Moment in Therapy

    Calling an 800 Number

    Tsunami

    A Suicide at Ground Zero

    The Image is the Message

    The Play of the Week

    Death of Innocence

    Meditation in the Summer of 2004

    Antiseptic War

    The Need to Sacrifice

    Florida in July

    Loss of Mattie Stepanek

    While Munching on Peanuts

    Preemptive Madness

    A Visit With The Dalai Lama

    Memory Loss

    Creative Blockage

    When the Wall Came Down

    Little League Practice

    The Crooner

    Surrounded by Ghosts

    Observing a Moment of Love

    The Million Dollar Smile

    From Another Era!

    The Death of the Hippie Male

    Sanitizing War

    The War Lovers

    Similar to Cracked Stained Glass Windows

    America Was Born in Violence

    Taking The Kafka Tour

    The Cruise

    Writer’s Block

    A Painting By Picasso

    Bigfoot is in Town!

    A Distant Sound

    September 11, 2001: The Aftermath

    Count Down to the Eleventh Hour

    Photographs

    A Time To Be Alive

    As a Bird in Flight

    Sharing a Mud Pie

    Meeting at the Palm Diner

    The Last Act

    Looking for Shangri-La!

    A Brief Sermon

    Four Elderly Couples Sitting Around A Table

    A Lion at the Temple Mount

    The Earth From Afar

    Earthquake in Gujarat

    I Dreamed I saw John Lennon

    Where Are We Going?

    To Remain in the Ruins

    Tribute to A Friend

    Christmas in the South Bronx: 1965

    The Portrait

    Ancient Footprints

    The Disappointed Child In A Large Crowd

    Marilyn

    Remembrance Of A Prison Riot

    Toward the End of Her Life

    To Smell the Roses

    A New Version of Brave New World

    An Island of Inner Peace

    There’s Something About Jazz

    Despair

    Shattered Dreams

    A gorilla in a Cage

    Living in a Goldfish Bowl

    Awareness

    A Synthesis of Music and Poetry at the Apollo

    The Fantasy

    Singing Folk Songs in Grand Central Station

    A Visit to the Berkshires

    Survival Skills and Dinosaurs

    My 50 Minutes of Fame

    The Lamentation of a Neurotic

    Opening Doors With Two-Pound Keys

    The Company One Keeps

    Hugh Hefner, The Playboy King!

    Adagio and the Armageddon Call

    Life Force on the Grand Concourse

    A Rehearsal with Pablo Casals

    Birth and Death, A Never Ending Process

    The Need To Take Revenge

    Beware the Black Hole

    A Place called Hell

    A Tribute To Bocelli

    Both Predator and Prey

    Early man was both predator and prey

    to stronger and faster species

    of the African plain.

    But through evolution

    he evolved to modern man

    who has been on top of the food chain.

    Modern man is king of the hill.

    With his big brain. he is no longer part of

    mammalian or reptilian road kill.

    But, despite his big brain,

    he has yet to conquer his predilection

    toward war and genocide.

    One may wonder

    if he is on the road

    towards suicide.

    Modern man with his big brain

    and advanced technology

    remains in the

    Neolithic caves of his ancestors

    where he continues to fight

    the tribal wars of us against them.

    Looking for Meaning

    We look for meaning

    Behind every rock,

    Behind every tree,

    Behind every blade of grass.

    I have a friend who was given a kidney.

    It was a perfect match

    And the hospital staff who served him

    All had the same first name

    Of people he knew-

    Many of whom had expired.

    It makes one wonder if

    Coincidence is somehow connected

    To a cosmological intelligence

    Beyond our puny brains.

    Perhaps there is another dimension

    Which mysteriously communicates with us

    To obtain our attention.

    Or, perhaps, there is an angel

    On each human shoulder

    That reveals itself

    When the cold breath of death

    Seems rather colder

    As determination and courage

    Makes one bolder.

    Let’s Save the Gorillas!

    It struck me as rather odd

    that during the Rwanda genocide

    some scientists expressed

    concern about the possible destruction

    of the silver-backed gorillas,

    gentle creatures who,

    unlike their human cousins,

    do not make war upon their own,

    are vegetarians who,

    unlike their human cousins,

    do not kill their own,

    some of whom are barely grown.

    Life Without End

    Let us suppose that you could not die

    despite your age

    you would see your loved ones

    come and go.

    You would see mountain ranges

    disappear and grow.

    Eventually you would

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