Masks Questions for my child What if masks covered our eyes What if we all needed to clasp Hands to get around safely What if words weren’t allowed If love was conveyed by the touch Of another’s hand As in a mom, a dad, a friend Must we always talk…
Spark, Glimmer, Flame Avoid calling it prayer Apply wishful thinking Yours alone to take A second choice Still fighting well-aged despair Search the seemingly burned out coals Perhaps a flicker of light Remains beneath Though worn down Remembrances Mine to keep Beneath it all My mind’s eye revealing Yet difficult to trust Sleep…
Gentle Fist Gentle Fist Gentle Fist A fist, is a fist, is a fist as that of a child Fists are designed to hold things Some more tightly than others Fist sizes vary, mostly dependent on age Basic shapes are the same worldwide Fists should not be used to hit people Pundits perch,…
Listening in While visiting almost Every age of the past A child was heard to ask Why don’t we live forever Why don’t all the good things last Why do people have to hurt Especially towards one another Why was a friend’s father taken Another one’s mother, the same way When will I go back…
Chapter 60: “Say hello to anyone who knows me.” – HK (flavorful farewell words, still today and yesteryear) October 6, 1993: Cathy and Harvey had been married almost one year to the day when they got their first casting work order under the marque lights as the team known as, Kalmenson & Kalmenson. Thirty-plus years…
Chapter 21: Personal Cop Out By Harvey Kalmenson I remember my first car as if it were yesterday. I returned home from the service and my dad somehow found a way to give me a homecoming gift of five hundred dollars. At the time, he must have cleaned out his bank account in order to…
“A letter to a very young friend” Dear Zeb, The bad times they a-turning now Like in the good old days of yore Days free from deceit Replete with the revelry of joy in my feet Makes me be laughingly sweet No need to be crying To a neighbor lady down the street How’d in the name…
BOOKS ARE MY CLOSEST FRIENDS It may have started way back in time, when I was a kid in high school, probably at age sixteen… Or it may have begun as an eighteen-year-old entering the United States Army—not the most likely period. Then comes some certainty as a man turning twenty-one years of age, beginning…
Following a leader, if you will, it may deter the most critical of life’s happenings: STANDING STILL Tempting to find a leader When leaders don’t abound Removing a good one When he, or she, Black, white, or brown Or any other shades comes around Not a good thing to do Say brethren today Echoing this…
2020 Our lamp is alight, Finally disappearing 2021 Our lamp will again burn brightly More brightly than ever before TOMORROW IS WELCOMED. With this, now slowing, comes peace Not knowing what tomorrow brings Removing susceptible grief Finally, somewhat abating Too soon for applause Though danger is beginning to slow A good time will warm us…