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November 22, 2019

The Idioms quite often take a long walk,\

strolling through the village they have a talk

He often likes to rooty toot his own horn

as they climb up over the hill each morn.

His wife says, stop dear smell the roses.

Oh, sure he says, when I am old as Moses.

You are cute as a...

January 22, 2019

"Bye son," they say, watching as I board the train.

Their faces mirror words I'd often heard.

"You're the first in the family to go off to college.

I sit by the window, smiling, waving.  The wheels

roll, the whistle blows.  Their faces disappear.

My stomach gyrates lik...

March 3, 2018

          I'm standing here with the refrigerator door open wide, staring at the shelves as if i am going to find something edible for dinner. My gut is running on empty, and I already know there's not a chance in hell I'm going to find anything in the refrigerator to...

August 9, 2017

The singer from the past stood on the stage,

his beard white, his curved stance showing his age.

With guitar in hand, he strummed a familiar song.

The crowd shouted, clapped, kept urging him on.

He sang about spending many long Sundays,

filled with an aching loneliness, his...

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