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March 2019

    The Funny Thing…

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    I generally don’t use this site to talk about myself, but I’ve recently published a book of poetry entitled, The Funny Thing About a Poem, and I thought it worth mention to my audience here.  If there is a theme, it is in the subtitle, “Poems to Ponder and Amuse.”

    Occasionally it is funny and elsewhere thoughtful or perhaps thought-provoking.  It is available on Amazon in two editions.  You can buy the first on paper and for Kindle.  A briefer and more affordable second edition is available on paper, also on Amazon.

    Here is a sample:

    All the Good Words

    Hank Williams said

                The silence of a falling star

    If a song can’t be written

                Lights up a purple sky

    In fifteen minutes

                A hot-rod Ford and a two-dollar bill

    It ain’t worth writing

                Jambalaya crawfish pie a file gumbo

     

    If he was even half right

                You’ll walk the floor the way I do

    It shouldn’t take five minutes

                Your cheatin’ heart will tell on you

    And a teaspoon of talent

                In spring I’ll wait for roses red when fades the lilacs bloom

    To write a decent poem

                And in early Fall when brown leaves fall I’ll catch a glimpse of you

     

    I mean after all

                Death sent an angel down from above

    It’s only words

                Sent for the buds of the flowers we love

    Without a tune

                ‘Cause if you mind your business

    Or even a backbeat

                Then you won’t be mindin’ mine

     

    But all I can do

                The more I learn to care for you, the more we drift apart

    Is listen to his songs

                Why can’t I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold cold heart

    Because I’ve come to know

                Now I have traded the wrong for the right

    All the good words are gone

                Praise the lord I saw the light

     

  • Spring Forward

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The Last Word

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