Category Archives: Complete Poems

Breath In Breathe Out . a poem by Alice B. Clagett

Written on 17 August 2021 and published on 6 September 2021

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dear Ones,

Here is a poem about the causal realm and the Eternal Now …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Hello, Dear Ones, It’s Alice. I Am of the Stars.

I have this for you today:

You place your eyes
Upon your minds
And not your hearts.

Because of that
The Causal Realm
Unfolds for you.

Place your eyes
Upon your heart,
And in your heart,
A sacred word
For the Name of God.

Breathe in,
Breathe out
That sacred word,
And time will have
No meaning for you.

. . . . .

That is it for today.

God bless you all,
And keep you safe,
And be with you
Through all your days.

In love, light and joy,
Alice B. Clagett,
I Am of the Stars

–from Link: “Breath In Breathe Out,” a poem by Alice B. Clagett, written on 17 August 2021 and published on 6 September 2021 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-p1a ..

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Alice Clagett


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Heartbeat . a poem by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 1 August 2021

  • HEARTBEAT, a poem by Alice B. Clagett

Dear Ones,

Here is a poem I wrote recently about an event that happened to long ago someone I loved …

HEARTBEAT
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett

She had a
heartbeat
like the flutter
of a bird’s
wings.

It seemed too little
to sustain
life

and, in the end,
it proved to be
just so

. . . . .

–from Link: “Heartbeat,” a poem by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 1 August 2021 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-ocG ..

Alice Clagett


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We Are Four, Who Once Were Five . a poem by Alice B. Clagett

Written on 18 August 2018; published on 21 June 2021

WE ARE FOUR, WHO ONCE WERE FIVE
A poem by Alice B. Clagett
18 August 2018

We are four, who once were five
Though Souls do tarry
on and on
in the halls
of the mansions
of God.

–from Link: “We Are Four, Who Once Were Five,” a poem by Alice B. Clagett, written on 18 August 2018; published on 21 June 2021 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-nsx ..

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Alice B. Clagett


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Sleep . a poem by Alice B. Clagett

Written ca. 1967; published on 15 April 2021

Image: “Sleeping Girl,” attributed to Sigismondo Coccapani (1583-1643); attributed to Domenico Fetti (1589-), 1620-1622, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Domenico_Fetti_-_Sleeping_Girl_-_Google_Art_Project.jpg … public domain

Image: “Sleeping Girl,” attributed to Sigismondo Coccapani (1583-1643); attributed to Domenico Fetti (1589-), 1620-1622, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Domenico_Fetti_-_Sleeping_Girl_-_Google_Art_Project.jpg … public domain

Dear Ones,

As I recall, I wrote this poem when I was in college. I recall one ‘No-Doz’ night prepping for a final exam. Could be that prompted me to write about sleep, which seemed forgettable until I neglected it.

“Sleep”
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett
ca. 1967

Sleep is something that’s not there.
Try to trap it anywhere.
Try to catch it by surprise —
It’s not found in waking eyes.
Not here,
Or there
Or anywhere.

Yet sleep to us is everything
The what-from we get pep and zing
For ringing
and singing
with giving
and living . . . and yet

Sleep is something that’s not there.
Try to find it anywhere
Try to catch it unaware
You can’t trace it to its lair
Not here
or there —
Not anywhere.

Image: “Sleeping Girl,” attributed to Sigismondo Coccapani (1583-1643); attributed to Domenico Fetti (1589-), 1620-1622, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Domenico_Fetti_-_Sleeping_Girl_-_Google_Art_Project.jpg … public domain

Image: “Sleeping Girl,” attributed to Sigismondo Coccapani (1583-1643); attributed to Domenico Fetti (1589-), 1620-1622, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Domenico_Fetti_-_Sleeping_Girl_-_Google_Art_Project.jpg … public domain

–from Link: “Sleep,” a poem by Alice B. Clagett, written ca. 1967; published on 15 April 2021 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-mmh ..

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Alice B. Clagett


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Oh Beautiful, Colorful Tree . a poem by Alice B. Clagett

Written ca. 1957; published on 15 April 2021

Dear Ones,

This was the first poem I ever wrote, when I was eight or 10 years old, when I was just learning cursive handwriting. As I recall, I may have been inspired to write the poem after reading the poem “Trees” by Joyce Kilmer, which I thoroughly enjoyed.

Still today I feel that trees are my friends. I am not above talking to my friends the jacaranda trees in front of my house. They like it when people speak to them … They say no one ever does, here in the City of the Angels … It cheers me up to cheer them up.

I remember how triumphant I felt that I could write a poem, although I could see it was nowhere near quality of the beautiful poem by Joyce Kilmer. I thought I might like to set the poem to music, but I never did. As can be seen, I have gussied up the punctuation and spelling …

Oh Beautiful, Colorful Tree
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett
ca. 1957

Oh beautiful, colorful tree —
Beauty that no bounds know.
Perfectly shaped, perfectly formed,
With no leaves displace to show;

Gently caressed by the wind —
Caressed with motherly care.
High above the sun-filled meadow —
High as the birds of the air,

Where did you get such bright colors —
Colors so rich and rare —
And in winter take such forlorn looks —
Looks so distressful and bare

Then in spring burst into bloom —
Bloom so green and radiant?
These things I sit pondering o’er
Pondering o’er in wonderment

But now I must continue —
continue on my way
Yet – Wait! the soft breeze whispers —
Whispers and seems to say,

The Supreme One has made me —
Me in all my might
Makes me change with the seasons —
Seasons so pretty and bright

Yes, the Ruler of all made me —
Ruler of All, Ruler of Right.

Image: “Oh Beautiful, Colorful Tree 1,” handwritten by Alice B. Clagett, ca. 1957, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Oh Beautiful, Colorful Tree 2,” handwritten by Alice B. Clagett, ca. 1957, CC BY-SA 4.0

. . . . .

–from Link: “Oh Beautiful, Colorful Tree,” a poem by Alice B. Clagett, written ca. 1957; published on 15 April 2021 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-mm8 ..

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Alice B. Clagett


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Foregleam . a prose poem by Alice B. Clagett

Written ca. 1967; imaged on 9 April 2021; published on 10 April 2021

  • INTRODUCTION
  • “FOREGLEAM”
  • NOTES

Dear Ones,

INTRODUCTION

This prose poem hails from my college days. As I recall it was composed while I was reading the “Canterbury Tales” written in Middle English between the years 1387 and 1400 by Geoffrey Chaucer, whose work I much admired.

I recall being astounded by the words in the poem, as they came ‘out of the blue’. At time, it seemed to me as if I were that older woman described in the passage. It is as if I were standing in her body.

I did not know what to make of it. Was it really to be me, in this present incarnation, as the years rolled on? Was it someone else, someone I had been in the Middle Ages? To be frank, I was baffled.

When I came across this poem some years ago, I thought to include it in the tales of my incarnational memories noted below. You must make of it what you will.

Image: “Peasant Girl Spinning,” by Elihu Vedder, 1869, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Elihu_Vedder_-_A_Peasant_Girl_Spinning.jpg … public domain

Image: “Peasant Girl Spinning,” by Elihu Vedder, 1869, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Elihu_Vedder_-_A_Peasant_Girl_Spinning.jpg … public domain\

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“FOREGLEAM”
A Prose Poem by Alice B. Clagett
ca. 1967

Though now the grey subdued her raven hair
Her step was light and lithesome as a maid’s,

And yet her eyes did sparkle in her face
As do the sparrow’s, chortling in spring’s wake.

Her frame, dainty and slim, but strong withal,
Was like the reed which, troubled by the wind,

Will only bow its head and, in the calm,
Stand up the stronger, although not so tall.

Her garment was of simple brown and white.
Her voice was bright and knowing, fairy-like,

And often would she gaze into the air
In contemplation, fingertip on mouth.

It mattered naught how cold or wet the day.
In any kind of weather she would walk.

Whenever she was asked to speak her mind,
First quode she always, “Well now, let me see.”

And ever was her speech as calm and sweet
As whispering fountain on a sunlit morn.

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NOTES

The word ‘quode’ I take to mean ‘spake’ or ‘responded’; I believe this is a word from medieval times that might also have been in use during the European Renaissance (given the imaginative use of various spellings of words, even within one literary work, during those times … and even up until the end of the 19th Century, during the days of my grandparents here in the United States). I feel it may be kin to the words ‘quedan’ (Old High German), ‘cwethan’ (Old English), and ‘quethen’ (Middle English, past tense ‘quoth’).

Here is an instance from “A merry iest how a sergeant would learne to playe the frere, written by maister Thomas More in hys youth” …

“In dede quode he,
“It hath with me,
“Bene better than it is.”

— from Link: “The History of the English Language” …  https://johnsonsdictionaryonline.com/the-history-of-the-english-language/ … The poem is public domain because it is so old.

Sir Thomas More, who was sainted, lived from 1478 to 1535, during the European Renaissance.

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Image: “Foregleam,” a poem composed and handwritten by Alice B. Clagett, ca. 1967, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Foregleam,” a poem composed and handwritten by Alice B. Clagett, ca. 1967, CC BY-SA 4.0

. . . . .

Image: “In the Forest for Mushrooms,” by Sergey Vinogradov, 1927, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Sergey_Vinogradov_-_Gathering_Mushrooms_in_the_Forest.jpg … public domain

Image: “In the Forest for Mushrooms,” by Sergey Vinogradov, 1927, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Sergey_Vinogradov_-_Gathering_Mushrooms_in_the_Forest.jpg … public domain

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In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

See also … Link: “Tiny Anthologies: Incarnational Memories,” by Alice B. Clagett, compiled from prior blogs on 10 February 2019; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-bCE ..

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–from Link: “Foregleam,” a prose poem by Alice B. Clagett, written ca. 1967; imaged on 9 April 2021; published on 10 April 2021 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-mjK ..

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Alice B. Clagett


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Getting Even . a poem by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 11 October 2020; published on 15 February 2021
Location: Castaic Lake State Recreation Area, Los Angeles County, California

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dear Ones,

Here is a poem about getting even. There is a Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

A Poem About Getting Even
by Alice B. Clagett
11 October 2020

I would not
get back at him
If I were thee …

Or the bippity bop
will be your lot
for the nearable
foresee.

. . . . .

–from Link: “Getting Even,” a poem by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 11 October 2020; published on 15 February 2021 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-lBM ..

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Alice B. Clagett


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