Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

A Rugged Brawler

   
               his lacerated face bespoke
                  a rugged brawler
               a life pockmarked with fisticuffs
                  he’d truly once been a mauler

               ‘til one fateful evening
                   in a smoke-filled ring
                his chin shattered ‘gainst a fist  
                   ~ tied him to apron strings

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David Crandall July 26, 2026 at 3:25 PM Whoa - sounds like a formidable adversary!

Joseph P. DiMino July 25, 2026 at 11:09 AM Nursed, healed...captured! Gershon Wolf July 25, 2026 at 9:00 PM I'm struggling with 'Nursed, healed...captured... It's all about the struggle, I guess...

Kim Rodrigues July 24, 2026 at 5:56 PM Oh my! Tied him to apron strings…not good, but the poem is! Gershon Wolf July 25, 2026 at 9:07 PM Not good? -- Woman's got him right where she wants him. No?

Douglas Felsch July 24, 2026 at 11:05 AM Love this! Scars apoun the, face scars apoun the heart, stories told from the start! Gershon Wolf July 25, 2026 at 9:10 PM That's right. The deepest scars are in the heart.

Daniel Henry Rodgers July 24, 2026 at 9:38 AM Hello Gershon, I love how you distilled an entire life into a handful of tight, rhythmic lines. I felt a clean, punch-drunk music in the way you let the story land without ornament. Strong work, my friend. Blessings, Daniel Gershon Wolf July 25, 2026 at 9:17 PM No ornaments in my tournaments. Ouch. lol.

Tom Cunningham July 23, 2026 at 11:36 PM He'd had his day, catches up with us all . Tom Gershon Wolf July 25, 2026 at 9:14 PM No longer the 'Manasseh Maler.' That was Jack Dempsey's nickname. He was a hard-punching heavyweight champ 100 years ago. Thanks, Tom.