YOUR DETERMINATIONSomeone decided to dub you Tiny And I guess the name stuckThey looked at your stature and nothing more But it doesn’t explain the real youCause inside you is a magnificently large personality You stand strong in your convictionsAn immovable statuesque being The world may shift and changeBut your beliefs stand firm You pick… Read More YOUR DETERMINATION
TO HAROLD AND MID ON THEIR SIXTIETH ANNIVERSARY by Katherine Cary PlaceThis chair we present to both Harold and Mid,We hope it brings joy without fail,For each eve as we glance o’er the street to their home,Poor Dock is perched on the rail.All their friends and their family sit snug in a chair,And visit and… Read More TO HAROLD AND MID ON THEIR SIXTIETH ANNIVERSARY by Katherine Cary Place
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
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
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 