Long Grampa Poems

Won’t you please take me back
To the brown couch at my Gramma’s house 
With the big gold-framed antique mirror over it
And hand me Grampa’s old transistor radio
Covered in leather with glorious knobs
That brought me the...

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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 way it felt when I first saw the lake.

The sunrise...

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The refrain was so soft I almost didn’t hear,
When the essence of WOMAN sighed in my ear.
“It’s safe to go back” were the words that were said,
And they roiled in my head while I lay...

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Before reading this one read part one, the story will make more sense.

I felt safe amongst the colorful pages of the comic books wrapped around me. I could hear the little boy say bye to...

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T'was the night before Christmas
and all though the house, 
Not a creature was stirring
Not even a mouse

I sat across the street,
watching their house in the cold.
While grampa sat telling me a story,
That he'd already told.

He...

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When I was born I was given four grandparents but there is another kind,
There are people that God brings into our life that are unique and rare:
I know you had seven children but you make...

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It’s been a while. 
Seven years, to be exact. 
It feels like it was only last week. 
I miss you,
And I always feel like you’ll be back.
I feel like it’s just a trip away,
And you’ll...

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Because of you
we can get up every morning
and go to work
run errands at lunch time
drive through McDonald’s
fill up our gas tanks
and make it back to work
just in time

Because of you
we don’t have houses
we have homes
where...

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I was in a field near Maitland, just wading through this rain
and I'm feeling about as ragged as my jeans
Mali went home to lay down just before this rain
started spinning this old man's mind back...

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Kartoffelpuffer

Alone in my kitchen, snow outside my window
My heart returns to winters past, where a little girl
Stands beside Gramma, the other one…
From Germany, who grew her garden,
Vegetables and plum trees, peach trees, and pears.
Grapes on...

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As a child I was hustled to the car one eve,
Bundled with a blanket as we hurried to leave.
My brothers came too, a few little clothes,
Then speeding away, 'fore the monster arose.

We all slept through...

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The Ones I Love
THIS HURTS
I've been run over by a jeep
I’ve smashed in the mouth with a bat
had a fractured eye socket
multiple face fractures
whole left side of my face fractured and swollen
nose crushed, broken, and...

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Grampa?

It’s a question usually posed with an inquisitive frown
On an angelic face with large, limpid eyes
And whatever I’m doing, I stop and put down
Peer sagely over bifocals and look grandfatherly wise

“Can you fix this grampa,”...

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HANGING OUT WITH GRAMPA,
I LEARNED A THING OR TWO.
GRANNY KNEW AND UNDERSTOOD
PASSED ALONG THE CLUES

CONFORMITY IS AN ISSUE.
AN ILLNESS OF THE MIND.
MANIPULATION OF THE WEAK
PUTTING SOCIETY IN A BIND.

THROUGH MEDIA DISTRIBUTION,
SCIENCE CONDUCTED TEST.
PROVING MOST WILL...

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Don't be afraid,
my little old mother,
worried about me,
all the time,
being all alone in this strange world,
not having a friend to lean on,
when I am scared
or crying quietly in my heart,
not having you as I use...

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Thanksgiving Day has always been a special holiday 
A long tradition celebrated with family in a joyful way 
In my younger years we went to my grandparent’s house
When I was young and single and later...

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The reunion that caused all of the zany brouhaha
From a family kerfuffle with one humorless raw flaw

It all went down quite swiftly, in a quick split lickety
And ended outside in the hedges most thorn thickety...

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I remember the excitement of Christmas, it was a magical time
My Mema would decorate her home with Santa’s of any kind
She would start in October, every wall covered in Christmas cheer
It was a special time...

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T he magic of a grandfather, pulling a quarter from your ear.
H e tells a scary story,With a soothing sort of fear.
E lation fills the childs' heart as Grampa opens up the door.

G ingerly,the brother...

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The magic of a grandfather, pulling a quarter from your ear.
He tells a scary story,With a soothing sort of fear.
Elation fills the childs' heart as Grampa opens up the door.
Gingerly,the brother skip across the cold...

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It's been a good run
To the back side of sixty,
The short side of time.

First Hollywood kiss
Behind a pink crepe myrtle.
Thanks, Patsy Werner.

High school was okay.
Didn't help me to focus;
So, my mind wandered.

Surfed Bonzai Pipeline,
Big waves...

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Found Poem - A poem created from prose found in a non-poetic context,
such as advertising copy, brochures, newspapers, product labels, etc.
The lines are arbitrarily rearranged into a form patterned on the
rhythm and appearance of poetry.

FRUIT...

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I'm off to see the grandfolk
Have not been there before
Against the rules in such a place
I'm not quite sure what for

My sister's gone off camping
My bro didn't want to come
He saw his leash and disappeared...

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You showed me how to respect my surroundings and the world I live in, from the heavens
above to the oceans below.
 looking into your eyes words are no longer needed to describe the way I...

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Before I forget-
Gramma-
You are so strong;
I'll always look up to you.
Mother-
Don't worry about me-
I'll be fine
As long as I have you.
Father-
I'll always be your little "Bones"-
Don't fret over nothing to say.
I love you.
Zach-
You were a...

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