GOOSE DROPPINGS

As politicians search for more taxes To create great magical dreams in the sky, All that they say and all that they do, Are illusions that are sometimes called lies. In a land far away and a long time ago A farmer and his family lived a peaceful life. He got along with his neighbors […]

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PAGES OF MY JOURNAL

PAGES OF MY JOURNAL   INVISiBLE, Page One   She doesn’t see me sitting there, She stares and stares at an empty chair. Does the day start too early to catch her eye? What should I do to make her aware of me? Or should I try? My life is made up of distinct pages. […]

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HEY, MR PRESIDENT

HEY, MR. PRESIDENT!   I don’t care whose bomb is bigger, Get your hands away from the nuclear trigger. When negotiations fail and all is lost, There is no way to calculate the cost. Somewhere in space mixed with cosmic dust, Life continues to exist only if there’s love and trust. But hot-headed men with […]

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MRS. GENTRY

MRS. GENTRY Once a week I would go  next door with my brother in tow to visit Mrs. Gentry. Every week she would open her door, And motion us inside. She was a quiet one, saying very little to me, But I knew what chores needed to be done. I would go out the back […]

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FIX THE LEAKS

FIX THE LEAKS As I get older I fit into society better than ever. I think about my health, my finances, religion and weather. It’s more than finding out what’s wrong Because it’s been of great concern all along. I listened to our President and I’m beginning to freak, Because it’s time that I should […]

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Savage

  Savage is a term that was both good and bad.  “You’re not dressed for church. You don’t have your “Sunday go to meeting” clothes on.  Neither do you have on your shoes. You can’t go barefoot.  You look like a savage.” Savages to Grandmother were the painted Indians who ran around scalping the helpless […]

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DASH AWAY!

Just before I dash away to work, I check the mirror for my smirk. Yes, the smirk is there. I’m  retired and I can dash away or not at all. Yet out of habit I grab my coffee, my phone, a pen or two, a notepad, and head for the door, stopping for a moment […]

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