Adventure Grandfather Poems

How does it feel?
It's hard to tell
Sad when I pause
Taking moments to dwell

It's the pearl that is lost
It's the half-empty shell 
It's the un-told story
It's...

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While on the topic 
of blood kith and kin,
I relate another 
fabricated poem about 
blimey bloke of a fisherman. 

Trawl tale of a fictitious seaman...

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While daydreaming about timepiece inventors...
as the figurative curtain closes on 2022

How arbitrary the assignment
of seconds, minutes, hours,
days, months, years...
to the passage of time,
and I would...

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Lawn Mowers

Grandpa bought old junk, 
and then he made it better. 
He worked all day, 
every day... 
in the hot sun. 
The man
never
complained. 

I spent...

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A pillowcase backpack, camping under the kitchen table. 
Lost in imagination, deaf to strife. 
In every way full of wonder of life. 

Holed up in...

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I heard a weakened, hap tumbling
I had fell, I am falling
Someone here please catch me
I’m brittle boned can’t hardly see
Don’t quite know what’s wrong wit...

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What's your name LeiNah what's your last name Williams who am I Papa
What's your name come here talk to me(sounds of high pitch screaming from...

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I didn’t even know about the trip we were to make.
That very first adventure that old Gramps and I would take, 
I’ll not forget the...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Edentulous but determined to bite almond,
grandpa’s ‘never give up’ spirit was evident,
grandma watched quietly, all bemused and jocund!
“anytime now there would be a bad accident!”

Those...

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Road Trip

The country, people, and the village,
All equal, as if, for the first time, 
All of that gave a fresher image,
Nay, 'tis but a relative...

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The Names of Angels

Caren, 
Sharon, 
Joy, 
Mary and Lee...
Do not fear, 
the names here, 
and you will see.

There are more, 
there are others, 
you know...

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Everyday is a new day
Except Thursday the symptom always replay
Madness, mental instability, psychological disorder.
Call it what you may
It’s the same thing every Thursday

Her frienenemies taunted...

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This is a story of a man I didn't know;
I just bore his last name so;
He was my fathers' father and he looked of African;
When...

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learning to drive
red scooter
on grandpa’s knee



posted on September 12, 2019...

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