When a good story gets told, it changes just a little each telling,
Eventually, it is no longer recognizable and much less compelling.
This poem demonstrates how a good story can be lost forever.
By just changing a couple of word prefixes mixing them together. Continue reading
Then And Now
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For purposes of this poem, “Now” is 2015 and “Then” is 1955.
The changes that occurred during 60 of the years I’ve been alive
Are so great that it is so very hard for anyone to really believe,
The wonders that our technology have been able to achieve. Continue reading
When we went home for to holidays with our families in Fritch.
My Dad always wanted to play Bridge after the Turkey dish,
He always wanted to be my partner because we thought the same,
This poem investigates why we nearly always won the game. Continue reading
I had a long dream about the possibly of being a green tree.
But after I lived my life from the trees perspective a while you see,
The poem describes why I just decided to continue to be me,
Rather that living the life as a growing thinking green tree entity
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The Spring of the year awakens something in me,
Making me want to get to the great outdoors to see.
The wonders God has created to give is much joy,
So here’s a rerun that something made me deploy.
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The world has so much great beauty for us all to enjoy.
Mother Nature has all kind of her wonders she can deploy.
We just have to seek them out on this our own home ground.
This poem describes a few of the wonders that I have found. Continue reading
I have been thinking about the things I loved to do as a boy when I was 7 to 10 years old and have been comparing those things with some of the things my grandchildren love to do best and I find there’s really not to much difference even though technology has improved tremendously since I was a boy. Here is what I came up with. Continue reading
We stopped in to see Linda and Gene in Tulsa the other day.
They told of serious health problems that almost put them away.
We reminisced about our shows with Miscues And The Cuties,
And the great times we had performing just doing our duties. Continue reading
Looking back can be looking over your shoulder to the rear,
Or it can be looking back in the past to reveal what was there.
This poem hits a little on both to expand the subject matter,
With some equal emphasis on both the former and the latter. Continue reading
I don’t know what you all think about cutting the cheese now,
But it is a natural thing that we all do after we eat some chow,
It’s not a subject some people want to hear too much about,
So I’ll make this poem short so I just won’t gross you all out. Continue reading
Although I went to church with Mom when I was a young lad,
The things that went on there made me wonder if it was bad.
I decided that I didn’t need hypocrites preaching to me lies.
The poem describes things that went on before my own eyes. Continue reading