Soda Fountain Poems - Poems about Soda Fountain

...When I was a kid and school was out, I'd rush home for milk and cookies. And mom would give me a note and some money to run an errand for her. But first I'd bike down this long steep ill behind the......Read the rest...

... Playing with my shadow, I was perhaps about seven. I had shiny pennies in my pocket,  I think about  eleven. I can still hear their sweet, glorious ring! I was going to the candy ......Read the rest...

...This is one excited kid and one PROUD father... I took my son to the lumberyard last Tuesday afternoon. The day itself, though toasty, was the best in quite some time. And when we’d finished ......Read the rest...

...The boy gave a pass after sip. The connection lame - lost my grip. The fountain of suds around my sole floods. The humor and fear as I slip. On pause, as I wait for a towel. Aloof, as I cr......Read the rest...

...Each year as Christmas rolls around, as I buckle under the pressure and stress of shopping for gifts for people that already have everything, I find myself remembering that Christmas of 1954. Dad......Read the rest...

...She danced upon my sleepy knife-edge Rem sleep concealed; my hollow tin ledge Was the naked girl who stole my show Labanotation echoed her tarred shamed knees Free falling from grace, cumulatin......Read the rest...

...A Belligerent Bernie What he did was disturbing by digressing Around with minds when he is messing Now have to understand what he meant Wife looks good in dress they call a tent. In repertoi......Read the rest...

...MALT SHOP I’d been in the place - The usual booths lots of them And a soda fountain – But not right after school Not that I’m such a flaming intellectual But the bookish didn’t hang out ......Read the rest...

...Curiosity. Exploring Innocence, In all innocence. A journey into manhood. At three, sweet Linda’s flower bloomed for me in my driveway under our old maple tree where pedestrians, neighbours, ......Read the rest...

...Why would we ever need a big wad? All we have to do is praise our God And always let Him take the lead We will end up with what we need. When I finally wake up everyday First thing I will do i......Read the rest...

...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 ......Read the rest...

...He worked at the local newspaper office. I worked for his employer’s wife as a mother’s helper. He had served his apprenticeship and was now a full fledged printer earning a magnificent sum of ......Read the rest...

...It was the Main Street hangout for the teenagers of its day. For a nickel they could dream as they heard the jukebox play! Wispy white metal chairs surrounded tables topped with glass. (There were......Read the rest...