10 GROUNDCOVER NEWS POETRY To my fiance, my soulmate SHAWN SWOFFER Groundcover vendor No. 574 Man of god EARL PULLEN Groundcover contributor As the coldness of winter sets in I feel like chill down my spine as I look over and see you holding my hand. I have never had such strong emotion such a deep connection to you I look into your eyes and see our future and as the sun sets above the snow I just know you are my soulmate I love you forever and ever. To the love of my life. You alwayz lie (I alwayz cry) TERESA BASHAM Groundcover vendor No. 570 You’ll never understand, Thee way I feel, You alwayz lie, I alwayz cry, You’re alwayz breakin my heart, When I alwayz fight to keep, Even when I feel you creep, You tear me apart, You never keep your word, You alwayz put me, From 10th to 3rd, Everythang we ever had planned, We just don’t go, You alwayz say you love me, I can see, I really don’t know. What type of stories do you read and want to read more of in our newspaper? (Rate your interest in each type of story, where 1 means not interested at all and 10 means very interested) Testimonies from the people on the streets 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 Local politics Local events Sports Self-help or advice Creative stories Health and wellness Environment and sustainability Arts and literature History and trivia Humor and satire Other (please specify) How long have you been reading our newspaper? Circle one. - 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 Do you have any suggestions or comments on how we can improve our newspaper? Open response answer. Less than a month 1-6 months 6-12 months More than a year Please return to any Groundcover vendor or to the Groundcover News office, 423 S. 4th Ave. A man of God For whosoever Shall forsake a man Who is scorned On bended knee May the wrath of God fall On his head And then God shall Deliver him from The eternal fire Which is sure to come Thus then will the Scorned man rise From the pit of Desolation to the Gates of Heaven Like a man Who is in the Desert and there Is no way out No water And no end in sight DECEMBER 29, 2023 Trying to be heard as a brother of those unheard PHILLIP SPINK Groundcover contributor I am discovering how difficult it is To be listened to by the mainstream, When trying to stay a brother of the unheard, By speaking first for the love of those Out ragged in the sun and winds and on dusty corners, And so of the too discounted root. It is natural to want to be of the mainstream, Yet in the silence of lower tributaries of status There are often people of higher waters Of true kindness, modesty and wisdom.
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