#1667 Stacey (Doe) Stevens’ poem ” What is Needed Indeed” read on Michael Czarnecki Poetry on Zoom
January 5, 2022
Stacey Stevens
January 25,1971-August 10, 2021
TUESDAY, AUGUST 17, 2021 AT 7 PM EDT
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8/17/2021
read on M Cz .. open read, a favorite poem by someone else
Stacey wrote;
Written and inspired by an Alzheimer’s patient I was caring for once.
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What is Needed Indeed
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See my tears
how I cry
my feelings in disguise
Do you know how I feel ?
Am I happy, sad, or maybe just glad
To see what I once had.
Here I sit with tears, living in fear,
that all of this may once disappear.
Because I can’t speak,
Don’t make a peep,
I still hear the secrets that you want to keep.
How do I show what I want you to keep.
How do I show what I wnt is to go.
These eyes may hide my feelings inside,
But if you look closer you will see,
what is needed indeed . . .
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Love, respect, honesty and dignity.
Stacey Doe, Nov. 1995
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inspired to read when finding in
“Stone Lantern”
p. 66
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help is on my side
as I wait in a garden
late summer – will it last ?
surely until the turn
and autumn
finds its way
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Ellsworth, Maine City Pier
Jan 3, 2022
sunbeams
heaven sent
family spirits gather
welcoming New Year
— sbs Jan 3, 2022
sun rise
seen from hilltop
clouds above clouds
at sea level blue sky
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sbs inspiration sharon hawky photo
— sbs Jan 3, 2022
angel beams
reminders
you are remembered
and blessed
— sbs`Jan 3, 2022
sound of flute
discordant notes
echo my thoughts
of discontent
— inspiration Rick Wilson;s flute
… Jan 3, 2022
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ice age car
break thru frozen doors
sun hidden ~ no natural heat
thaw before driving
Stacey first date photo for 8th grade prom
RiP my darling daughter, Stacey.
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1/25/1971 – 8/10/2021
photo of Stacey … first date, 8th grade prom
8/10/2021 posted
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wrote poem 9/10/2021
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l wish I’d thought
to tell Stacey how much she
reminds me of a happy
Princess Diana in this photo
A Kodak moment for Stacey
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How surprised I was when
she mentioned 8th grade prom !
Bret’s class didn’t have one.
Realized a rite of passage
for Mother and Daughter
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Stacey picked the dress out
and it also had a red sash …
unless I’m having a mental pause.
She would have rolled her eyes
at me for sure if I asked her
Now I have to rely on memories
or hope a photo is tucked away
in a collection from 1985
A pivotal year .. Bret to UMO
~ Stacey to High School
~ Stacey moved in Bret’s room
before he left “Just a few things”
A sweet memory that seems
so long ago ~ yet yesterday
Thankful for the memory
ago
9/10/ 2021 posted to facebook
Stacey Stevens
January 25,1971-August 10, 2021
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January 25, 1971 – August 10, 2021
Stacey Ellen Stevens (DeBeck, Doe )
died in a Dallas, Texas, hospital intensive care
of COVID
with her daughters
Sabrina DeBeck and MacKenzi (Stanley) Stevens
present outside the room
and in her final moments
talking to her over the phone.
A complete obituary will be published at a later date.
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Published in the Ellsworth (Maine) American
August 24/2021
Ellsworth and Bar Harbor
“Clinging to you” blogger username, Heaven.
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Title inspired by poem by Canadian titled:
“Clinging to you” blogger username, Heaven.
kiss me anew, here
before the last maple leaf
falls, and first snowflake
wets my pale lips, stilling time
twisted in salty drenched arms
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hurl me anew, here
before the last rose petal
dips, and first winter
drop caresses my bare hips
unfolding, clinging to you
by Heaven, Canada with permission
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shared on Michael Czarnecki Zoom
When the leaves come falling down
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Great grand-son in Denver CO 2021 for Michael Czarnecki prompt When the leaves come falling down
Mile High fall
red headed toddler
crisp leaves up to knees
pulling rake behind him
dragging for leaves
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shared on Michael Czarnecki Zoom
When the leaves come falling down
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photo by Sierra Stevens
10/26/2021
10/25/2021
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black-hole eyes / soul dead /lost
soul numb / spirit decays / blank view.
aura disappears / heart mourns
Veggies from the garden
Morgan is the model this week.
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The Process:
portrait group/Morgan/good model/patient
Sabrina leaves/Thursday am/hair streaked
Sabrina/packing/late ☺/early to rise
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Six word Journal:
Sabrina leaving/hole/ heart/soul/sigh
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Five question Friday…8/26/2011
August 30, 2011
Five question Friday…8/26/2011…I was late, so didn’t get this posted, but wanted to develop some discipline..of some kind !
1. Did You Make Any Fun Purchases This Week?
T-shirt at the Bangor Music Festival…not too much fun, but nice to have a new t-shirt without acrylic paint stains ☺.
2. If You Could Go To Any Musical Concert, What Would It Be?
Hmmmmmmmm. I missed Bob Dylan last week, so…..Bruce Springsteen
3. What Is Your Least Fav/ Most Fav House Chore?
Least favorite – Bathroom
Most favorite – emptying clean dishes out of the dishwasher
4. Would You Prefer New Appliances Or Clothes?
Now that I have my new stovetop and hood, clothes.
5. Miracle Whip/Mayo?
Miracle Whip…learning to like Mayo
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School bell rings, moms cry.
child’s first school day, traumatic
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little ones, grow so fast
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# 1689 For dVerse Poetics: Sunday 8/28/2011 Prompt: Third Eye Open: Good and Evil August 29, 2011 The Aura of Good and Evil
January 22, 2020
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For dVerse Poetics: Sunday 8/28/2011 Prompt: Third Eye Open: Good and Evil
August 29, 2011
The Aura of Good and Evil
Can you feel what I feel,
the aura of good or evil ?
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Can you feel confident
of the love of the good in people?
Knowing deep down you can trust
your first born or aging parent with them?
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Can you trust that feeling
of terror or fear in the room and in your heart
leading to the man
your friend is so in love with and plans to marry ?
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The gift of feeling another’s aura
is an awesome responsibility.
Knowing when to trust your gut,
when to act, or not is another.
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When you are right on the gift of love,
it is hard not to gloat and pat yourself on the back.
The same with evil…
“I told you so” on the bitten tongue,
can it stay there for ever and ever ?
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Can you accept when you are wrong,
and spoke too soon,
or when you were right and didn’t speak
and disaster struck ?
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Can you feel what I feel,
the aura of good or evil ?
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