A Nibble
...Mankind for lest they stand alone by the lake,
hand bereft of anything - but a stick,
thin line between fishing;
and standing idle - looking ignorant.
Hook line and sinker, reel it in.
Grin...
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Categories:
grinnell, dark,
Form: Free verse
The Old Class Room
...My old class room may I always
remember the memories you
gave me so many years ago.
How could I forget you Miss Johnson
my 3rd grade teacher, the teacher
I ever had, who made me believe in mysel...
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Categories:
grinnell, nostalgia, me, old, class,
Form: Free verse
Monroe Hotel
...Monroe hotel so much history you had,
many people stepped of the Rock Island Line,
and paid you a visit for over 80 years.
My uncle Jim had his barber shop there for
many years. I had my first j...
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Categories:
grinnell, nostalgia, drug,
Form: Free verse
Teasing the Bull
...While living on East Street in Grinnell Iowa,
there was this pasture across from our fence,
that had cows and a bull.
They were owned by this farmer,
who we thought was Hitler, at the time
there...
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Categories:
grinnell, nostalgia, me, me,
Form: Free verse
Little Hole By Railroad Tracks
...Many years ago walking down
railroad tracks with my old dog shep.
We always passed by this old hole
next to tracks that laid over a little
bed of water.
One day shep got to close,
and slid down...
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Categories:
grinnell, pets, old, home, day,
Form: Free verse
Grinnell Remembered
...My memories of this dear old town will
always be with me, until day I die.
Small town life will do that to you.
This little town rests in the great State
of Iowa, where I spent the first ...
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Categories:
grinnell, childhood, family, nostalgiafamily, old,
Form: Free verse
Memories of a Small Town
...Memories of a small town
lays heavy on my heart
of a day so long ago.
As a boy would go
to grandma's house
and talk with her for hours.
Sometimes for Sunday dinners
or breakfast, she was s...
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Categories:
grinnell, childhood, family, nostalgiaold, day,
Form: Free verse
Departed Folks
...Went back to the hills
of my dear home today
saw the old folks
in their kindly way.
Buried beneath soil so deep
these dear folks of mine.
Just now reading tombstones,
names they had so fine....
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Categories:
grinnell, death, family
Form: Rhyme
Sunday Diner At Grandma's
...Sunday diner at grandma's was
a delight to be remembered.
On her table this very day,
was fried chicken, that she
had killed that very morning.
Mashed potatoes and gravy,
green beans with b...
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Categories:
grinnell, nostalgiaold, old,
Form: Free verse
The Memory Box
...The days of my youth is over,
but I have stored my memories
in a memory box.
Today I opened the box,
so carefully and looked inside,
there at the kitchen table,
sat my dear grandma having h...
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Categories:
grinnell, fantasyold, dog, memory, dog,
Form: Free verse
Too Many Chicks
...So many years
ago in days
of my youth,
as I was
walking down
the street uptown.
Saw a sign
which read
baby chicks,
only 1 penny
each, what
a deal that
was I said
to my self
so ...
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Categories:
grinnell, childhood
Form: Free verse