G.R. Gaus

Rookie - 0 Points (April 11 1950 / St. Louis)

G.R. Gaus Poems

1. Sweet Longings 3/28/2012
2. John H. 3/28/2012
3. The Christ 3/28/2012
4. Johnson 3/28/2012
5. Pride; Set Aside 3/29/2012
6. For Emily 3/29/2012
7. Just Enough 3/30/2012
8. Jealousy, Greed And Hate 3/30/2012
9. B.R.- C.L.- M.S. 4/2/2012
10. It's All About Me 4/2/2012
11. Agape 4/2/2012
12. In The Eyes 4/3/2012
13. Love Or Fear? 4/3/2012
14. Of Fear 4/4/2012
15. Artesian Hot Spring 4/4/2012
16. Silent Tears 4/6/2012
17. Feels Like Home 4/10/2012
18. The Ego Pacific Railroad 4/11/2012
19. Wrath Of Gossip 4/12/2012
20. Fevered Pitch 4/13/2012
21. Supplication 4/16/2012
22. Enough 3/6/2012
23. Unfortunate And Fame 3/6/2012
24. Politicians-Ambitions-Suspicions-Traditions 3/6/2012
25. The Once Called Flutterby 3/27/2012
26. Tess 3/27/2012
27. The Wild And Wayward Wind 3/27/2012
28. The Killer Of Bees 3/27/2012
29. Silent She Came 3/27/2012
30. Up In Smoke 3/27/2012
31. Flag Waving 3/27/2012
32. In The Name Of God 3/27/2012
33. Heaven? ? ? 4/16/2012
34. Ecclesiaties Revisted 4/17/2012
35. Counterfeit Life 4/18/2012
36. An Idealist's Vision 4/19/2012
37. Mr. One Percent 4/24/2012
38. The Old Pine Place 4/26/2012
39. Worry About Living 4/27/2012
40. Which People 5/1/2012
Best Poem of G.R. Gaus

Manifest Destiny Rides Again

We call ourselves Americans;
Have we erased the past?
Forgotten how this land was won?
Can't hear the distant blast?
Mighty cannon, shining gun,
Below; the setting sun.

We call ourselves Americans;
Destiny was our vow,
A legal word to burn and kill,
Ask not, the why or how,
Look back beyond the hill,
Blood for honors, spill.

We call ourselves Americans;
An ancient culture tossed,
Missionary's spread disease,
Entire tribes were lost,
Women, children to their knees,
A warrior's pride, was seized.

We call ourselves ...

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The Killer Of Bees

Have we so soon forgotten, DDT?
It's encounter with the Condor?
Now it's come time, to help the bee,
May be too late, while we ponder.

It began as a mystery, bees disappeared,
Lost from their hives, none were found;
Research shown, thought to be feared,
Pesticide's residue, left in the ground.

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