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Your choice of words and word pictures blows me over.

I’ve been reading your book one chapter at a time. I like the quotes that you use at the beginning of each chapter Especially Walt Whitman. You certainly cover all of life’s highs and lows. Almost every human condition is covered. I like it best when you enter into your child imagination and let it flow. Each doll has a personality – a huge one at that! Each doll is adaptive to bring joy to another person; female or male. You go to great depths to make sure the doll and occasions are all reflected in your poems.  From the dolly to the items in their hands or beside them every detail has been carefully thought of and woven into their stories. I see how you weave your own life into the book.

You spoke in church, the poem “Majesty”. It was really deep Imelda. Your choice of words and word pictures blows me over. I think you put your whole soul into this book. Even wolves and conservation are in a poem. I’ve always loved butterflies; innocent creatures. I am sure god created them for our eyes to see and our lips to smile. You did so much research and just plain hard work Imelda. I can read your careful thoughts and terms of endearment. Life deals us all blows, some more than others. It takes tact to put those heartaches in a personal poem. I imagine your goal was to delight and bring joy. I want to say well done, well done, well done. I love you. PS. Dale is happily reading it.

Valerie V, Ontario, Canada

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FOOLS ON PARADE

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FOOLS ON PARADE

Motive casts character on actions of Man

His decisions known by God Lone Artisan

Whose Wisdom has no beginning has no end

As from Earth’s depth’s Man’s signals ascend

Justice judges unadvisedly cause

Miss-shaped commandments of God’s early laws

Defenders defending charlatan’s charade

As God is His tower watches fools on parade

Integrity itself departs Circumstance

Injustice injects favored consequence

Greed grips both pulpit and press

Acts known to The Viewer. Don’t acquiesce!

Politicians promise pledged potency

Prolific people process much apathy

Rampant religious ramblings pursue

As the Tower Onlooker observes me and you

Dictated dogmas, unerring, so correct

Sacrilegiously true to cult or true sect

Will you march with multitudes this promenade?

Or look to the Tower, watching fools on parade

 

Poem by Imelda Dickinson