Gershon Wolf Poet Free verse

Once Called Paradise

Gravel road winds up to the gate
    logs from a bygone era, sturdy
      electrified now, to keep out ~
        or perhaps to keep in ~

  The cowshed, chicken coop
    scraggly gardens and grapevines
  all still there, the ground still bare
    desert sand, flies around
      but no one dies of thirst... 

  Paint's peeling, metal's rusting
    fragrance carried on the air
  Paradise once for this sixty-year-old-lad
    walking the fields, remembering dad

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Kim Rodrigues September 10, 2023 at 6:40 PM A beautiful write, Gershon! We’ve walked with you into childhood with its futuristic venue. Gershon Wolf September 10, 2023 at 7:27 PM Gosh, glad you like it, Kim!

Jerry Brotherton September 10, 2023 at 6:11 PM Well done my friend. The past remains alive and well...in our heads. Gershon Wolf September 10, 2023 at 7:22 PM Righto! At least until they every newborn is equipped with a chip. ~ Wone T Belong

David Fisher September 10, 2023 at 5:11 PM What a wonderful write about revisiting the good old days. Very touched with a great final line! Gershon Wolf September 10, 2023 at 7:18 PM Hey, thank you, David. A comment like this from you makes my day!! ~ Joy and Light, Gershon

Linda Alice Fowler September 10, 2023 at 11:44 AM A couple of thoughts ran through my head when reading this gs. First – Dr. Thomas Szasz, who questioned whether asylums were built to keep crazies in, or the sane out. Second – Joni Mitchell and the Big Yellow Taxi. Third – a brilliant, heart-touching and warming tribute to dad and times past. Sincerely sentiment and melancholy bought together in your last stanza gw. Just lovely! :) Gershon Wolf September 10, 2023 at 7:12 PM Thank you so much for the enthusiasm, Linda! So much appreciated. Hope you are well and happy! Light and Joy, Gershon

Shirley Hawkins September 9, 2023 at 9:04 PM Nostalgic, Bitter-sweet memories of a time that has sadly passed. That time seemed more people minded and wholesome, somehow. A lovely verse to read and reminisce about. Thank you, Gershon Gershon Wolf September 9, 2023 at 9:11 PM Shirley, thank YOU for such a wonderful comment. Very much appreciated. ~ Gershon