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The Music In Me

I have a peaceful easy feeling
As I sit and write this poem
Comprising 5 old songs
Which remind me of my home

They show me the importance
They teach me with such grace
To get up every morning 
With a smile on your face


My youth was filled with ballads
Verses I could trust
And we all know what memories bring...
They bring dia-monds and rust

Songs taught me that my friends were
The wind beneath my wings
To treasure and embrace  them
To value what life brings

There's a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in
For me, 'bout sums it up
The hope one feels within

Sometimes a simple sound
Or smell can be so strong
It carries me back light years
To one specific song

And in that song I bask
I know  what each line means
Transcended to the past
Dressed in my tie-dyed jeans.




Eagles            – Peaceful Easy Feeling
Carol King    -  Beautiful
Joan Baez      - Diamonds and Rust
Bette Midler  - Wind Beneath My Wings
Leonard Cohen - Anthemn

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All Crushed

Was round about the 60's
And I a budding teen
Was influenced and touched
By a program I had seen

Rod Sterling was the narrator
Of a series quite well known
With weekly visits to a world
Named the "Twilight Zone"

And to this day one episode
The best without debate
Has taught me 'bout the frailty
Of Man against his fate

A short meek man from Queens, New York
Henpecked by his wife
Found his joy in reading books
To assuage a bit his strife

Voracious was his appetite for 
Tomes and all that's written
Yet blind without his glasses
He's as docile as a kitten

In the vault under his bank one day
While making a transaction
The world above was subject to
A nuclear reaction!

When he surfaced to the top
To view the mass destruction
He found that only he'd survived 
And came to this deduction

No wife! No rules! No one to shriek 
Or tell him what to do!
Only stacks and shelves of books
To read, peruse and view		

Paperbacks and hardcover
Pamphlets, primers, scrolls
The whole damn New York Library
With him at the controls!

Then as he pictured life 
In a world with voices hushed
He bent his head to grab a book
His glasses broke..........................
                                                    All crushed.............

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Likea Lemon

Wet warm juicy fresh
                                                            First kiss anticipation
                                                              Whet my appetite

                                                           Sixth grade pucker up
                                                  All seeds pits pulp skin and core
                                                            Tasted like tennis balls

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Pass the Tissues, Please

Starve a fever, feed a cold
Oh what's the use! Achoo!
All the Kleenex in the world
Will not undo this flu

Chicken soup, Vick's Vapor Rub
Capsules, gels and cream
All of Grandma's herbs and spice
With tons and tons of steam

I can't recline, I can't lie down
My septum's full again
My ears are clogged my throat is raw
I just don't know till when!

I guess I'll shiver till I sweat
Or sweat until I'm cold
Or call a friend or eat some toast
Or something much more bold!

I'll stop the moaning stop the pity
Complaining's oh so cheap
When I stop to think of it........
It just makes sense... to sleep!

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And Now For the Next Half a Century

.......And Now For The Next Half A Century!

Over 50? Bring it on!
Feeling so empowered
Learning now that life's for grabs 
So much to be devoured!

Over 50? Piece of cake
Sitting on my laurels
Fed them, read them, washed them, wed them
Taught them all their morals

Over 50? Feeling great!
Welcoming that wrinkle
Gravity -  go do your thing
My eyes will always twinkle

Over 50? Never wiser!
Learning to say no
Earned my moods lost some feuds
Now basking in the glow

Over 50? Liking me
Dressing as I please
Goodbye fads, hello plaids
I ve no one to appease

Over 50? No regrets
Think it s pretty nifty
Guess I ll stick around a bit
To check out things at sixty!

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Canine Guilt

My Shar-pei's eyes are watching me
With a look of pure disdain
I know she's keeping tabs on me
I wish I could explain
 
Don't judge me. my ole canine friend
My life's a tad bit hectic.
To walk you now would aggravate
My ulcer's turning peptic
 
I hide your leash, avoid the door
But still I see you peering
My eyes implore,"Please understand" 
But yet I see you leering!
 
Oh to be judged by fur and snout
Is a fate I do not relish
By choosing not to take you out
My future could be hellish!

If I were to be judged right now
By a jury of my peers
I'd lose the case, take the fall
To a pair of floppy ears

So, "Come on girl. Let's go out"
I'll open up the gate
Take me to the nearest tree
My schedule can wait

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Last Course, Please

Something sweet for Thanksgiving
                                                              Glazed Apple Cream Pie
                                                       Mix and beat and stir till thick
                                                              Granny Smith's are best
                                                                 Fold in memories
                                                                     Streusel Top
                                                                           Home!


I am so thankful for my three beautiful boys!!

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A consomme of flair!
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Who with our pen do dare!

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With feedback, thanks and praise
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With talent to amaze!

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Sexy

A guy decked out in suit and tie
Will never catch my eye
Nor muscles, money, fame or glam
They shouldn't even try

For what I deem is sensual
Might sound a bit askew
So close your eyes and come to know
My sexiest venue

At six foot two, my burly beau
Who's milked and tilled and farmed
Was called to help a cow with twins
To bring them out unharmed

And I recall the day when all
The kids lined up to see - 
Him close his eyes and reach inside
Such raw inti – macy!

I saw him sweat and concentrate
And turn those breach calves 'round
So when they came into this world
I felt my heart just pound!

SEXY

Michelle Prital

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Dr Seuss

I could not, would not, eat my beans
Will not, will not, eat those spleens.
I will not eat them soaked in sauce.
I will not eat them just because.
Not braised with jam! Not with my tea!
Not sluiced with wine! You let me be!
I do not like things from the bowels.
I do not like it if it growls.
I will not eat it in a bun.
I do not like it rare or done.
I do not like spleen, ditto tongue.
The same, I say goes for lung.


From Green Eggs and Ham
                                    - Dr. Seuss