Long Timers Poems

A Place Not Meant To Be
           
PART: II            (699 of 1487 words)

#9: Days of...

Read More

The Square Root of Beiruit 
 
Ten men bending while theyre pretending to be near the ending
A capitalist nightmare glares like rotten fruit
The squate root of Beiruit
No it isn’t fair, so they’ll start to loot
 
The soldiers are...

Read More

Virgil comes to group therapy every week in his pick-up truck with his dog, Buster, standing in the bed of the truck. The sessions are held for veterans of Korea and Vietnam. Quite a few...

Read More

Walking down Main Street


As the rain pours down and all the people are indoors,
I walk down Main Street, under my umbrella, alone with the world.
The moon is full, the air is cold,
But I am at...

Read More

abuse, age, discrimination, health, introspection, lonely, old,

Customs To Getting Old  ©


There are very ingrained customs noted when getting old
Getting accustomed to old age is not one of them
One has to be blessed with 65...

Read More

Kalamatsch

As a kid I played with mud in pouring rain
                         ...

Read More

A Perfect Day to Learn 

We took our late lunch in a wooden cabin at the foot of the mountain where exotic foods in sumptuous meal were served. I enjoyed immensely the fried fish and...

Read More

Listen...
Can you hear these silently listening voices too?

Listening souls
old and yet not born
inside
outside resounding Earth's fertile proclamations

Present voices
remembered from communal past lively choices
personal, yet political,
economic,
yet politically ecological

Waiting for health,
usually patient,
underneath domestic inside sounds:
music
quiet steps
graceful and...

Read More

To the successful best ...

I can see the future,
it's been calling me
I'm gonna live my life,
it's how it's gonna be
Some people never listen,
Some people gotta burn
They never hear a single thing,
And they will never learn

I...

Read More

...The wee ones simply want to be loved. 
Or at least get a glimpse from 
a {smart}phoned adult.
They wish for a sandbox with a playmate or two.
A warm peaceful bath
every bubble filled with 
a fairy...

Read More

Remember the innocent days of youth 
Our smiles would brighten up the evening sky
When we believed in honesty and truth 
And swore we were never going to die 
Dancing happily across life's green fields 
Feeling...

Read More

Remembering Mrs. Sully always makes my face break out into smiling mode.
Her face was as craggy as a grave, there was an aluminum tooth on the left.
When she smiled, it gleamed with pure happiness, making...

Read More

I used to steal to make a living
Now I catch those with horrible upbringings 

I was a legend in my neighborhood until high school 
Then I was taught that stealing and mischief was not cool...

Read More

This is the story of two all-time great baseball pitchers who are both in the Hall-of-Fame. So, the story goes like this. Last week the old-timers both well into their nineties, were out together at...

Read More

Bonanza of shamrocks will soon blanket Green Acres...
where Lassie free to run across petco junction 

All across the webbed
wide esse Scott's landed wold
emerald green Trifolium
carpets harbor untold
burrows of tiny Leprechauns clover
(leaf) ways grant trifold
wishes if...

Read More

They come from a different era
where patriotism is a just cause
they would fight for the true blue
never mind who was right or wrong

they stood staunch and egos proud
their chest out, backs straight and chins up
they...

Read More

On the streets of sin city, on the high roller's main drag,
Known as the Las Vegas Strip, a gentlemen phantom
Does stroll dressed in all black attire, striding forth with his golden Cain,
Flipping a silver chip...

Read More

Recollections of childhood
when life was simplistic,
brings to memory, days 
filled of toilsome work
and long hours.
Yet in its own way, bestows
feelings of warmth, safety 
and at given times, even
conceived to be glitzy, 
shimmery.

Children, courteous
and respectful
executing daily...

Read More

No one seemed to take much note at first.
Old-timers on park benches passed a comment or two,
Somebody wrote a letter to the local rag,
but no one (who mattered, that is)
really seemed to mind.
Of course, you...

Read More

My muse stopped by today
He knew he’d find me home
With this current virus
I seldom outside roam

The Governor’s making changes
Things are freeing up a bit
I sense with all this “freedom
Corona deaths may take a hit.

So many...

Read More

Friday rolls around 
I am too excited 
My pennies are saved 
My outfit’s sorted 
Bath and make up, done 
Ready for a big night out 

One problem 
It’s the afternoon 
Tick tock, 
Tick tock 
Hurry...

Read More

Silicon city
That pulsates,
Both day and night,
The Tech Capital
And the sky, veiled
With urban haze
And dense, sprawling cityscape.

Grey city of its
Gridlocked roads
Surrounded by
Towering skyscrapers
Inspiring
The coder
And the entrepreneur.

Glass city
Of its
Modern offices
And its apartments
Compact and sleek,
New and bold,
A striking,...

Read More

This Climate Change
By Roy Merritt

Winter’s shroud arrives earlier each year
Mountains of beauty to inspire and revere
Beauty yes, but wanton, exceedingly cruel 
A beautiful veil, pale, and deceiving the fool
Its voice whispers and howls, frigid its...

Read More

Amazing acrobats astound awe-stricken audiences.  Amy always asks about acts already arranged.

Bouncing bears balance beach balls.  Bobby Bear bicycled behind Betsy Bear.

Crazy clowns crash carelessly.  Carousels circle clockwise.

Daring demonstrations dazzle dazed dreamers....

Read More

The Gate
Story by  and character by Tyrone Estevez

You never know what’s out there lurking and escaping on the other side of the gate I remember when I was 11 I had a friend name...

Read More