Monthly Archives: November 2018

The Hamel Farm

My parents owned a farm There were no chickies or cowies On these few acres of land the crop was Christmas trees The farm was in Hamel, near Loretto It seemed quite far away Back then, it was a long … Continue reading

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Flower — Sharpies and colored pencil

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In junior high girls had to take enforced home-ec classes Mainly because those who ran the schools were a bunch of silly asses The way they taught cooking and sewing was stuffy, clunky and awful If a student ever complained … Continue reading

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Sharpies — circles & arrows

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Watching Dad Watch The News

Mom got the idea in her head that as a family we should dine In theory this makes sense In truth, it was less than divine Dad used the dinner-hour to watch the news on the kitchen TV Needless to … Continue reading

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Sharpies — orange extract

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Not What I Meant

‘Twas back in the Seventies to my New York sister I wrote Because I was curious about life there I questioned her in a note I wanted to know if she ever saw stars Celebs who I really adored She … Continue reading

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