GRACE WHERE THE HELL ARE MY GLASSES

GRACE WHERE THE HELL ARE MY GLASSESNever got to “KNOW” this man, Mother’s father.One time coal miner, blaster, Turned auto assembly line worker. Union militant, enforcer, Quick to violence,Beer swelling, whiskey consuming, Hunter, angler. He left the coal mines in Pennsylvania, An explosive expert,A mine accident left him unable to work, So he brought his… Read More GRACE WHERE THE HELL ARE MY GLASSES

Call or Text or

Call or Text orWe strive to provide better,For the offshoots of our loins.Better education,Better life experiences,And adventures untold.My life has been blessed,With five of the female persuasion,.And one fine son inlaw.All living their dreams.Expanding their lives.But sadly in the dust,I oft feel left behind.Scrambling to get an update,Yearning for a tale or two.Oh, don’t forget… Read More Call or Text or

Acceptance

AcceptanceDefine this term, acceptance.Explain its necessity.The lack of it maims my existence.I try to smile.I struggle to fit in.The Wall Flower in me,Battles against my efforts.Exhibit to the world,My kind heart and caring disposition.It all leads to nothing.There is no giving back.The days are long.The nights are longer.For I find no acceptance.No friendship.No love.No outreach.Nothing.Roy… Read More Acceptance

Family

Family In the greater scope of things, is your clan weird?Mine won’t win any prizes, they’ve proven their true worth.My dad was a “dirty old man”.My mom a “gold digging hussy”.Or so the respective “Families” said. I have always felt disowned by my blood,We were rarely included, given a thoughtIn celebrations and fun.They all could… Read More Family