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CROWNED WITH LAURELS
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A poet from New Jersey writes about childhood,family,careers,travel,being an avid sports fan and everything that cuts him off in the fast lane of life's highway. The poems are written in an informal and almost conversational language that tells a story to anyone who is willing to listen.
Recent Posts
THIS IS A TEST
This is only a test.For the next sixty seconds,No, for the next sixty years,if you’re lucky, maybe more-life will be a test. Created by you,altered by the ones around you,not by the Emergency Broadcast System.This is a test.Your father will visit o...
MOST VALUABLE PERSON
for my sonNot sure if they served plates of baked ziti orspaghetti at the middle school sports banquet.I’m sure you didn’t have a salad or green beans.When your Mom and I entered the cafeteriain time for the awards, we found a spot at a tablein t...
NO MORE HALLOWEEN
pull down the shades, turn off the lights,go to the basement and put the TV on low.Doorbell’s busted, so they’ll stand and ringit a few times, but it won’t make a sound.Years ago he slammed the door, vowingto never hand out candy again, rotten ...
SHARING AGAIN, A PREVIOUS POST
THE HISTORY OF MY GRANDMOTHER’S COOKINGGrilled cheese with tomato soup,Fritos on the side.Ham Salad from the meat grinder,passed down from generations.Meatloaf with stewed tomatoes,brown on the ends.Fried flounder with potatoes au gratin,crispy lay...
PICTURE FRAMES
When I’m in my reading and sleeping chair,the one where I drink my first cup of coffee,I look over at the many pictures standingon the china cabinet or dining room hutch,even though it’s placed in our living room.There’s a baby picture of me in...
BAD WITH THE TELEPHONE
She always had to tell him,“Call your mother, call your father.”He always put it off and claimed,“I’ll call later, now is a bad time.”Thanksgiving came and went.Christmas season, way too hectic.New Year’s Eve seemed a good time,but he sti...
