Before the Union Came to TownBefore the Union Came to Town,You toiled in the heat and the cold,Trying to provide for your family.Keeping your head down, only looking at the ground.You ‘retired’ from the line in one of three ways,The Grim Reaper called out your name,Your age, the stress and back breaking work broke your… Read More Before the Union Came to Town
THE CAP AND PIN by Gaylia Kenslow StogsdillThere’s quite a lot to your choice of profession –It involves skill, knowledge and much compassion.For the ones who wear the cap and pin –Are entrusted with the wellbeing of their fellowmen.Those you nurse will look to you –For the very best you can possibly do.Their lives are… Read More THE CAP AND PIN by Gaylia Kenslow Stogsdill
If my lover were a comet Hung in the air, I would braid my leaping body In her hair.However, she lives in the frigid depths Of the Baikal Sea. (bai·kaal)Her presence forever, To haunt its shores Bound to these waters, By her own demise.A disconsolate maiden, Slipping into the waves. Struggling to stay above, The… Read More The Rusalka (roo·saal·kuh)
To Elizabeth by Katherine Cary Place I write lines to one most dear, of hope and joy and love,To express my faith and happiness to our Father above,When the valley of the shadow of death was near to you,He answered all our prayers and tears, He led you safely thru.Now you’re convalescing, soon you’ll be… Read More To Elizabeth by Katherine Cary Place
Our First Canine Baby During our married life we have had the privilege to have six fur babies of the canine persuasion. We both had dogs as children and it was only natural to adopt them into our lives as adults. The first was Brandy, a golden colored shepard mix. I picked up this little… Read More Our First Canine Baby
Sweet Sixteen 02 by Gaylia Kenslow Stogsdill“Sweet Sixteen” is a marvelous age –To do the things that are “all the rage”.In your Grandma’s day she was a “flapper”.And your Grandpa, he was “sporty” and “dapper”In your Mother’s day, the “jitterbug” –Was the way most teenagers “cut a rug”.At your generation you’ll see us frown –We’ve… Read More Sweet Sixteen 02 by Gaylia Kenslow Stogsdill
Night Terrors Mum and dad think I am mad,Raving lunatic, certifiably crazy.I just wish they would just come and see,What visits my window each night. They laugh at my fears,Tell me it is only nightmares.And yes, dear parents, it is a nightmare,This nocturnal visitor that requests entrance. After I doze, not quite fast asleep,Fingernails on… Read More Night Terrors
The Storm by Katherine Cary PlaceAll through the night the storm has raged, On through the dreary day,Till sky and earth and angry sea, Where chilling, cold and gray.Out in the east no sun had shone, And billows rough and wild,White capped as far as eye could see, Upon the sands were piled.But when the… Read More The Storm by Katherine Cary Place
In the recent class I took on writing the Weird and Eerie one prompt was to write about an AI interference in the world. As you read this piece, think of a B&W, B Grade Science Fiction Movie. LADWelcome! Welcome! It is so good to see another face in the flesh! I hope you have… Read More LAD
Sweet Sixteen by Gaylia Kenslow StogsdillWhat fun to be “sixteen” years old –You can now be a little “bold”.You’ve waited quite a while we know—To “drive” the “car”! To have a “beau”!“Long” hair is style – straight as can be –No “curls” or “bangs” of “femininity”.Boy’s hair is “long” and “flowing” –Repeated looks! There’s still… Read More Sweet Sixteen by Gaylia Kenslow Stogsdill
Ramblings of an Old Coot 