The Gazeebo

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The Gazeebo: A New Year, 2013

So, obviously I haven’t been on here in a while, but here’s a poem I just finished today (Monday).  I have a handful of others that I’ve already written, and am about to write that I need to post as well, but in the mean time, enjoy this one.  It’s involving things going on in my life, along with various events around the world, such as the Arab Spring that I described and mentioned without actually naming… well, enjoy! 🙂 Continue reading


January 29, 2013 Posted by | Your Lungren Originals | , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

The Gazeebo: Beginning of Summer

So, summer is starting, the official start being June 21st though here in Arizona, it started some time in May. 🙂  Anyway, here’s a poem that I started last semester in my poetry class and just finished up today. Enjoy! Continue reading

June 12, 2012 Posted by | Your Lungren Originals | , , , , , , | Leave a comment

The Gazeebo: Happy Centennial Arizona!

Hey all!

Been busy lately with a major amount of work and school .. but, I’ve written a few poems and this is one of them that I wanted to share.  The only reason I’m sharing this for now is because  Valentine’s day was on Tuesday and Arizona’s Centennial (100th birthday) was on the same day.  They were brought into the United States on February 14, 1912 as the 48th state, and the last of the contiguous (connecting by land) states.

 As you might be able to tell by just looking at it, I had a little bit of fun with it despite it being a pretty major challenge for me 🙂 Continue reading

February 17, 2012 Posted by | Your Lungren Originals | , , , , , , , , , , , , | 3 Comments

The Gazeebo: Remembering Lucky

Just a bit of info on this poem – I did not write this as an ode to my dog, Lucky but rather remembered her and decided to include her while focusing on the original subject of the poem.

Though, Lucky was a three-legged Australian Shepard mix who lost her leg when she was really young.  My family and I actually had to put her down during the summer of 2010.  I got her when I was 5 and said goodbye when I was 18 – she lived a good life. Continue reading

January 24, 2012 Posted by | Your Lungren Originals | , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

The Gazeebo: Back to the Values

Hey everyone!

First, I want to update you all on the Borders situation; they called me today and… I didn’t get the job.  So that’s kind of a sad thing, but I’ll just keep looking for a job 🙂  Though, one good twist to this is that today is my birthday – gonna be hangin out with a friend during the day and then seein the show “Hello, Dolly!”  My sister is doing the lights for the show so that’s pretty cool too 🙂

Anyway, in other news, I’ve been thinking the past few days about me and the way I am now versus how I was just a year ago.  One of the biggest changes is that a year ago, I often flinched whenever I even uttered a cuss word; now, my sister and dad are saying I almost cuss too much lol.  So, one night listening to country music on my way to the grocery store, while thinking about one really special person to me, and decided that I need to get back to the values that I stood by so much when I was younger.  So, I’ve decided that I’m gonna try and cool down on the cussing, among some other things that I’ve been thinking about.  Of course, a year ago, I was living with my parents as I am now and had that year of finding my true self and am really grateful for that year at the University due to that.  However, some of those things that changed about me need to be revised; others won’t be touched, and still others need time before they change, if they ever do lol.  But, that’s really all on that.

Now, on to the poem.  I’ve debated about adding this one for a little while due to some revisions that need to be done for it, but what better place than here to post it?  I mean seriously that is the point of this category of The Gazeebo: A Poet’s Place 🙂  Anyway, the poem was written in high school and was thrown into a workshop for my poetry class at the University, but I never got feedback for it in order for me to officially revise it.  So, here it is.


As I wake up

And step outside

Into the cool, early morning,

The sound of blue jays

And the breeze blowing through the trees

Welcomes me

With a gentle hand.

As I begin

Towards the empty space

Where my cabin sat for almost a century,

The sight of roaming land

And the green abundance of spring

Embraces me

With a warm grasp.

As I continue down the road

Towards the pond

Where my Uncle’s cattle come to water,

The smell of fresh pine

And the cool grass

Surrounds me

With a reassuring hold.

Ten years ago,

My father taught me of the sounds, sights, and

Smells of our land.

He taught me of the blue jays

And how the breeze moves the trees.

He taught me of the pine trees and grass

And the springtime wonderland.

He taught of the history of our cabin

And the good old days when it stood.

As I go out

Over the long stretches of land

To where past owners grew their corn,

I think back of how my father

Taught me to live, love, and respect our land

And I embrace it

With a lifelong hold.

© Jesse McDowell Lungren


June 23, 2011 Posted by | Your Lungren Originals | , , , , , , , | Leave a comment


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