Nov 08 2008

One Saturday Evenin…

One Saturday evening, down the window I was seeing, Up came her call, down the bed was I about to fall. My heart started ringing like a bell; Picked up the phone and amused of what to tell. Down came her offer, and she didn’t have a chauffer, She wants to go out with me, Clogging my mind were thoughts of [...]

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Oct 28 2008

SANTA’S HAT

SANTA’S HAT By: Cynthia DiSciullo and William Zigmont Sunshine leaned back into her comfy overstuffed chair, Felt the amber glow and warmth of the fireplace there The magic of a youthful mind is so very scrumptious and delicious A charming place things are really-real even if they are fictitious Rambleton Acres felt a jolt of winter’s mighty breath [...]

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Jul 26 2008

The Chain Letter

I went for a walk, as I did each morn, I picked up the mail which was always the norm, A letter, a bill and two lousy flyers, One for insurance and one selling tires. Nothing seemed special, all was the same, I looked a bit closer and saw something strange, A black and white envelope there in the rack, I scooped [...]

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Jul 12 2008

Etta

Earlier chapters: The Rodeo Girl…the dance floor The Apartment Problem Glass Question Token The Little Girl Live Theatre with Etta Etta Has Flown the Coop Face to Face Choosing In Retrospect… Yes Etta and the Card The last three chapters: Part I Etta and the Lie Etta had just moved in with Jeffery when the lying began. She had told people that she was childless, married for money and lived [...]

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Jul 03 2008

Lost in thought

The little old house At the end of the lane Empty now, Things will never be the same. Once full of Laughter and happiness, Sits now in total decay Since the owners, The Berry’s have passed away. The parties and picnics That were given Remain in the memory Of those still living. Each holiday had its’ displays Thanksgiving and Christmas The most beautiful always. Funny how time and life Pass on, But good [...]

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Jun 06 2008

Childhood And Treehouses

Tag:Tag , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , David Pekrul @ 6:54
I’m a child of the ’50s, and when, as a boy, Had lots of ambition, but not many toys, So the forest was my playground, the trees were my space, I would rather be there than in any old place. I would live in the treetops and hide in the leaves, The boughs were my rooftop, the branches, my eaves, And [...]

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May 22 2008

Big City Wilderness

Big city wilderness, what can compare? Folks by the millions, in lone solitaire, Looking, not seeing the traffic around, Heading to work and then home they are bound. No time for chatter or saying “Good Day”, In a big hurry, they go their own way, Whether by subway or taxi or bus, “Nothing is perfect”, they rant and they cuss. Playing the markets [...]

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May 20 2008

A city boy’s dream of farm life

A city boy dreams of what life on a farm would be like. ย ย ย ย ย Wintertime on the farm was always looked forward to with great anticipation, because it meant less chores and more time for recreation. When the snow began falling, I felt a certain satisfaction, because it meant endless skiing and [...]

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May 20 2008

Giving The Chase

Tag:Tag , , , , , , , David Pekrul @ 4:42
Dog chases cat, and the cat chases mouse, All through the yard and all through the house, Each has their calling and each has their place, Whether it’s running or giving the chase. We are no different in all that we do, We have a purpose, though some never knew, We have a calling and we have a place, Whether it’s running [...]

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May 12 2008

The Dream

Tag:Tag , , , , , , , , , , , , , , tom @ 20:43
The Dream Have you ever awakened In the middle of the night All sweaty and trembling Shaking With fright? Only to realize It is just a bad dream That woke you With a loud scream. Can you remember The delight As you returned To pillow sleeping peacefully The rest of the night? Do you wonder Why such dreams occur? Was it something In past life ย Your memory bestirred? The mind is [...]

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