by MichaelM | Feb 12, 2017 | Poetry
HOPALONG A small article caught my eye That said he was gone After so many years of silence Back in a cupboard of forgotten...
by MichaelM | Feb 12, 2017 | Poetry
Gone Being miles and emotions apart it is not now A constant reminder It just comes now and then when I think Of telling him about this or that Sharing a...
by MichaelM | Feb 12, 2017 | Poetry
UNKNOWN SOLDIER As the caisson rolled past With the flag draped coffin Some of the crowd began falling in Behind it For the most part, a scruffy bunch In jeans, T-shirts, Here and there an old faded field jacket There were more than a few...
by MichaelM | Feb 12, 2017 | Poetry
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by MichaelM | Feb 12, 2017 | Poetry
SPRING CLEANING Cleaning house todayOf old boxes full of dust and memoriesTwo stood there as they had Since the summer monthsMy father’s “things”It is time with the spring cleaningTo clear and take the final stepThe final clearing and maybe...
by MichaelM | Feb 12, 2017 | Poetry
Smok, Smok I don’t know how to spell those words, But I know how they sound. They sound like a crazy man On a black and white television set. A crazy man who wore a silly hat, Played the piano, sang, and...
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