Ol Men, Brollies and Mem'Ries
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Little old men ‘neath big black Bumbershoots
Meandering about in the soft Spring rain
Savoring the mornin’ air and mayhaps...
Recalling their youth once again
The very air seems a bl...
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Categories:
bumbershoots, allah, appreciation, memory, rain,
Form: Prose Poetry
Because of You I'M In a Seattle Kind of Mood
...Because of you, I'm in a Seattle kind of mood
When I look out my window
And see the rain drops gently falling all around
And I feel that special Seattle kind of chill
In my bones
I think o...
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Categories:
bumbershoots, rain, remember,
Form: Free verse
One Old Gigolo Counsels Another
...You take care now, Harold,
and don't slip on the ice
looking for a good bookstore
on the streets of Chicago.
Print is dead, Harold,
and it's being waked
in empty bookstores.
Soon all books...
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Categories:
bumbershoots, age,
Form: Blank verse
Suddenly Spring
...Endless days of gray and drizzle
Bumbershoots constantly at the ready
Constantly we pull on our overshoes
And break out once again the slicker
Suddenly and brilliantly the sky appears blue
We ...
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Categories:
bumbershoots, seasons
Form: Free verse