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We struggled along damp, smoke-filled streets;
leaves still summer green,
a chilly breeze rustling some, turned golden early
in anticipation of the fall.
Neil at one end of the log;
me at the other.
Occasionally we paused our journey, rested;
took turns with the diminishing gobstopper;
and backward walking with the heavy branch.
Early October, our collecting started;
we had first-dibs on Ethel Jones' old settee,
two shabby chests of drawers,
about a mile of rotten fence,
branches collected from the woods,
assorted liberated shrubs,
and now, of course, a giant log.
We were to build
the most monumental funeral pyre;
the street had ever seen,
topped with fabricated Guy,
long-wheeled from door to door
for a penny here or there.
It would be the biggest and the best,
standing proud in the bombed-out lot,
that was our playground,
but once home to family and friends.
November fifth would come,
the bonfire built, would fiercely burn;
cracking windows with the blistering heat
scorching paint on faded doors.
Part-cooked potatoes
thrown in the embers;
would later, held in hands
be greedily eaten with a spoon;
steam rising from damp, woollen gloves.
Red noses, rosy fire burned cheeks,
sparklers waving patterns in the dark;
oohs, aahs; and gasps at fiery rockets,
whirling Catherine wheels and jumping jacks.
Then time for bed
Our grubby faces,
smoked stenched hair and clothes
would last a week
'till bathday.
October Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Regina McIntosh
Date wrote: 03-October-2021
A cosmic parade today fell from the starry sky
As nations lined up to watch it all pass by
Beauty to behold, a bit hard to believe
Paraded down all the worlds cities streets
Chrystal spears of every color and size
Filled with wonder all the hearts and the minds
Never before has there been such a day
As this day of the cosmic parade
Exotic flowers dancing in a magical mood
Bright colors flashing in a rainbow of hue
Nothing of this sort has ever been seen
Like being awake in the strangest of dreams
The oddest of creatures whistling planetary tunes
With banners held high of universal moons
All you hear from the crowd are oohs, aahs, and sighs
As the cosmic parade goes floating by
7 foot tall aliens with 7 bells in each of their 7 hands
Lined up 2 by 2 in the parades space time marching band
Polka dot animals with heads like big bass drums
Being ridden and played by purple hands with 13 thumbs
In place of all the floats, spaceships were in flight
Spelling out peace and love in brightly colored lights
That must be the reason for this wonderful parade
To bring joy and peace to a world in need on this day of special days
A machine like none ever seen scattered stardust confetti to the wind
Causing all the world as one to turn and call each other friend
As anger and hatred melted from the heart of man
At that precise instant throughout all the land
Just as fast as this cosmic wonder fell out of the sky
At the end of the street is where they waved goodbye
Off to spread the message of serenity and peace
To other solar systems like ours that desperately have that need
Mama's in the kitchen cooking up a storm,
Turkey's in the oven and the house is toasty warm.
Kids are running through the house playing with their toys;
Mama tells them "Keep it down! You're making too much noise."
Daddy's in the living room staying out of Mama's way.
He's waiting to watch the football games scheduled for today.
Grandma and Grandpa are now pulling in the drive,
And behind them all the other guests have arrived.
Hugs and kisses are dispersed - no one will be left out.
Family and friends gathering together is what Thanksgiving is about.
Oohs and aahs of appreciation echo amongst the guests,
At the heavenly aromas in the air from the food about to be blessed.
Holding hands around the table they bow their heads to pray,
Thanking God for His abundant blessings and for the food this day.
Each one takes their turn declaring what they are thankful for.
Hearts are full of love and cheer, who could ask for more?
11/18/21
Read about a family
With a house of sparkling lights,
Which take months for them to hang
For weeks of festive Christmas nights.
They made the Guinness Records book
And people drive for miles
To cruise around their property
With oohs and aahs and smiles.
Their neighbors, though, are not so pleased
With all the crowds and noise,
Which brings both trash and brightness
And their quietude destroys.
When interviewed, the family said
They’d rather have a hand
In bringing joy to strangers,
Which their town should understand.
I see both sides, but what I know
Is that their huge display
Makes me glad they’re not my neighbors -
If they were, I’d move away!
the quilting festival is an event where grandma lingers.
Her friends are there – Mag, Charlene and Mrs. Fingers.
They try to pretend it is not a competition at all.
But they drag their secrets outside in the middle of fall.
Oh, my, I never saw that red and green one before!
Gram says to Mrs. McDiggins, the Irish gal next door.
McDiggins is grinning like a sailor who is in his cups.
I thought I had shown it to you she fibs to McGupps.
Their masterpieces on display, they watch everyone’s fingers.
Dirty nails and palms had better not stay to paw, touch or linger.
They want the oohs and aahs but they want their work pristine.
Gram comes home every year bragging she is the “quilting queen”.
The skillet hung near the old wood-burning kitchen stove.
Aside from her family, Mom considered it a special trove.
With that blackened old pan she prepared delicious repasts,
That in my judicious opinion will ne'er be surpassed!
Ah, just to recall the tasty grub stewed up in that old skillet!
How it tingled my taste buds just sliding down my gullet!
The chicken, steaks and chops in that old pan she did fry,
Evoked oohs and aahs and many a contented sigh!
She liberally dolloped lard in the pan 'til she had it just right,
Then concocted stews, soups and fried taters for our delight!
Mom was never concerned about such things as saturated fat,
Or life-threatening cholesterol and such things as that!
I suppose medicos today would have a conniption fit,
If they knew of the dietary sins my Mom did commit.
She must've done something right - her spouse lived past ninety-four.
Her kids outlived the odds, each reaching four score years or more!
Self-anointed wizards deem cast iron skillets detrimental to our health,
But I think they're just peddling new fads to add to their wealth!
My dear spouse uses her old iron skillet most every day.
I feel fit as a banjo regardless of what so-called experts may say!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
The soil and my wallet was exceedingly poor
Like building a house without any door
My garden needs flowers but nothing would grow
People were coming to visit the show
So I planted some pips looked like speckeldy seed
Compliments were flying as did those trumpeting bells
Just when I thought that no one could tell
" Sir this is not Beaumontia Grandiflora"
Said a nerdy old lady surrounded in aura
White flowers enhanced by the backdrop of green
Stopped oohs and aahs and the Parisienne perfume
" ..best looking Jamestown weed that I have ever seen"
Stuck like syrup on my fingers somewhat in between
And so it begins...
A dazzling display of showmanship
A very stiff dance competition
Observed by a live audience
By four judges sitting in the front row
Meticulous; they don't miss a thing
The dancing prowess of every performer
The twirls, the shuffles, the oohs and aahs
The missteps, the works
Hoofers take to the dance floor
One after the other in pursuit of glory
Each one aiming to please
To steal the show, to come out on top
All dance routines ending
In thunderous applause
They all make it hard for the judges
To pick a sole winner
It's a mesmerizing experience...
And So It Begins Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier (Winner: 1st Place)
Date written and posted: 02/08/2019
There is no point
If you have ‘been there, done that’
Unless you announce so loudly
On social sites
Show the proof of
The ‘Happy Family’ moments
You see, enjoying those moments
At that very instance
Is secondary
It is all about looking ahead
Thinking of the future
And this is just the beginning
Because now you
Have to check, every now and then
Those comments
Of your friends
Their mushy remarks
‘Oohs’ and ‘Aahs’
Literally dripping their love for you
These bring back the twinkle in your
Sleep deprived eyes
And instantly uplift
Your travel weary selves
If you do not get a response
From someone specific
And you want to know
Whether he is dead or alive
All you have to do is
‘Poke’ him
His reaction, a ‘thumbs up’ will
Give you the same satisfaction
As a complete meal on a hungry stomach
And your daughter will tell you
‘Now, it has all been worth it’
Your ‘Thank you’ replies
To hundreds such comments
Are bound to keep you busy
For weeks to come
So much for our craving
For some ‘social recognition’
If not in the real world
Then at least in the virtual one
Where no great achievements
Are needed to get those
‘Rewarding’ comments
When a child sees a dolphin…something happens in their brain….
in their heart and in their soul…something you can’t explain…
When a child sees a dolphin…sees their beauty…sees their grace
their eyes grow wide, they jump, they point…there’s a smile on their face.
We spotted the dolphins before they did…swimming in the bay.
5 dolphins-a dolphin family-who, we noticed, were heading our way.
A mom was the next to spot them…as they elegantly swam into view
She rushed her children to the dock…so they could see them too.
That is where we met up with them…as the sun painted the morning sky
and together we watched the dolphins…this family…Deborah…and I.
Her little boy pointed when he saw one…so awed by the mystique
All he could do was bounce up and down…he was completely unable to speak
A dolphin jumped out of the water…the daughter pointed and said, “That’s so cool!”
“Mom says they’re eating breakfast before they send their kids off to school”.
She smiled as she said this to me…and her eyes were wide open too
I said, “Your mom is one very smart lady…because that’s just what dolphins do”.
We talked to them a while…about how beautiful all dolphins look…
about what a dolphin school might be like and where do they keep their books…
But mostly we just watched them watch the dolphins…
we heard a lot of oohs and aahs and sighs
and we were glad to witness the wonder we saw in each child’s eyes
We left them on the floating dock…a wonderful beginning to our day
knowing they would not be leaving until the last dolphin floated away…
And I thought how wonderful when a child sees a dolphin…
sees their beauty, sees their grace
How they point, they jump with their eyes open wide…
and how there’s a smile on their face.
And how wonderful, too, when an adult sees a dolphin
swimming effortlessly in the wild…
Because the moment an adult sees a dolphin…they immediately turn back into a child.