The Poet In Me
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My subject matter is starting to get on out there once again,
So I’ve again decided to put the poet in me to a temporary end.
This Poem is just a farewell and thanks to readers everywhere,
I hope there may have been a blog or two of interest out there. Continue reading
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Single Man Blues
Being single living all by yourself sometimes makes you blue,
It can be very boring so we seek out some fun things to do.
If booze is involved, we sometimes can get into some trouble.
This poem reviews a time that my trouble could have been double. Continue reading
Lines From Songs
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This poem examines some special lines from songs of the past,
The lines have a special meaning so within in me they did last.
Perhaps these lines may not mean too much to others out there,
But if you read this, at least you can see that you don’t care. Continue reading
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Here’s a short little ole poem that I have just written down.
That proposes an alternate color may be used as we frown,
Sometimes I think about some really strange things for sure,
And most of you people may think that I need a head cure. Continue reading
Darena Kay
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Since Buffalo Bob has gone on to his home in the glory land,
I have had no one to tease that would not get mad at this old man.
We recently visited with Brenda and Darena Kay in Tulsa town,
And Darena took my teasing well without even a small little frown. Continue reading
September Rose
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I thought what may happen to a pink rose on a September day.
Although it’s not near as exciting as a trip to Disney World to play.
And there’s not enough fun activities to write an exciting book,
This short poem will still give the pretty pink rose a quick look. Continue reading
What Made Pappy Happy
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Old Dad had many entertaining activities that he just loved to do.
This poem will briefly describe some of the the details of a few.
I came to love some of the fun things that he loved to do too.
So I guess he had some influence on me as with him I grew. Continue reading
Mothering
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My wife Pam has been a wonderful mother for forty long years.
This poem contains just a few short verses with her recent fears.
I guess all mothers will continue to mother their children forever
Through good times, bad times, and even when they have a fever.
Family Chicken History
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Sometimes I pick some unusual subjects about which to write,
But we have had a lot of chickens back in our history so bright,
The poem digs very deep and goes back about 71 years or so.
If you’re not a chicken person, you may want to skip this show. Continue reading