Pocket Poems


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All poems by Sally Clark 

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If you want to keep something close to you,

you put it in your pocket.

Some pockets are deep; some pockets are shallow.

These poems are of the same scope and landscape.

Each one holds a small treasure.


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Where's My Hug?
a lift-the-flap board book
for ages 2-5.
Written by Sally Clark
Illustrated by Estelle Corke
Published by Hachette Book Group
and Silver Medal winner
of a 2015
Moonbeam Children's Book Awards


Browsing Archive: June, 2009

Skinny Dipping

Posted by Sally Clark on Tuesday, June 23, 2009, In : poetry 
(This post in response to http://highcallingblogs.com/blog/tag/random-acts-of-poetry/)

Naked isn't just
exposed or
undressed or

Naked isn't just
revealed or
threadbare or

Naked is a cautious
wading into a
gently lapping sea
of salt tingling

Naked is waters welcome
wrapping about
what is
vulnerable and

Naked is saying,
"I'm sorry."
Forgiveness is hearing,
"You're clothed."

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Posted by Sally Clark on Wednesday, June 17, 2009, In : poetry 

Do you know what I dreamed about
she asks from her car seat in the back
No, what?

Grandma, she says, as trees streak
past her window and asphalt speeds
away under her feet.

Grandma and my blankie, tiny fingers
grasping the white satin border of
the things that comfort her the most.

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Bits of Honey

Posted by Sally Clark on Sunday, June 14, 2009, In : poetry 

He brings me Bits of Honey,
a big bag full of chewy golden
goodness in red and yellow wrappers.

Reminds me that love must be
unwrapped, exposed, tasted to be
enjoyed, savored long and slow
by a delighted, grateful heart.

He brings me Bits of Honey,
a big bag full and I grow round
with all his golden sweetness.

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Posted by Sally Clark on Saturday, June 13, 2009, In : poetry 

Four crow bullies descend
into the trees, boasting
their threats, strutting
their taunts, jabbing
at limbs weakened by
recent storms then
caw their way back
into the sky, mostly fighting

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Hot Tea

Posted by Sally Clark on Saturday, June 6, 2009, In : poetry 

Hot tea
    yes, please
in the oversized
    glass-handled mug
steep and deep
    dip and sip
fold my hands
    around the sides
incense of   
    warm steam
hot tea
    yes, please
the morning's

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Dawn's Early Light

Posted by Sally Clark on Thursday, June 4, 2009, In : poetry 

In dawn's earlly light
I struggle to capture
a poem
a prayer
a peace
to begin the day.

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Every day has a poem. I watch, I listen, I think, I pray. When I hear a poem, I write it down. Sometimes I find a picture that illustrates the day. I am always surprised. I hope you will be, too.

A writer of many genres, Sally Clark loves living in a small town with her husband where their grown children and five grandchildren all live within walking distance. Crowded with relationships, busy with activities, Sally takes refuge on the balcony of their old Victorian house - the perfect place to pen her thoughts.

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Contact Sally at: auslande@ktc.com 

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