Tag Archives: suffering

Ask?

Posted on November 10, 2016 by

With pen in hand I sit here and force these jumbled emotions onto paper. Pain, fear, dissapointment, despair still haunt me since the news of Bernard Jr. and Alexa’s marriage demise. Was it just them? Was it me? How could this … Continue reading →

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True Friendship’s Price

Posted on April 10, 2016 by

True Friendship is priceless, you think, but if you look closely, you’ll realize that’s not so… Take my childhood friend, Barb Gambill (The Gad About) and me. Our friendship has lasted over 55 years; through long term separations (this last … Continue reading →

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Illness Plight

Posted on March 6, 2014 by

Listen my friends and you will hear the plight of the chronically ill Where simple tasks become a chore and depression lurks behind every door Open a door we hear you say but our poor fingers disobey Twist around to … Continue reading →

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Endurance

Posted on January 8, 2014 by

This poem is dedicated to my childhood BFF, Barbara (The Gad About) Gamble who lost her trailer this week to a fire.  Love you, my friend.  Sandy Endurance Fire guts the trailer But we’re ok. We had planned to move … Continue reading →

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Soldier

Posted on November 12, 2013 by

Through the ages you put your life on the line for what you believed. Maybe you came home intact or maybe you didn’t. But today your sacrifices are remembered and we say “Thanks” to you.

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Little Miss Moody

Posted on October 12, 2013 by

Little Miss Moody, how do you do? You asked the doctor for help with your view askew. Are the pills helping? It’s too soon to tell For you spend your time sleeping Oblivious to all.

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Pill Brigade

Posted on October 11, 2013 by

Pill bottles align my dresser Ready to do battle With what ails me The doctor says It must be so Or my ails will win But he doesn’t tell me how To squeeze All these little chronic soldiers Into my … Continue reading →

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