Ramblings from the Lake

Just some ramblings - a little poetry, some Creative Non-fiction, a picture of two - from Lake Hebron as I sit here on the front porch, staring across the water, listening to the loons, and enjoying the life of a retired English teacher. And please, leave me a comment, a note, tell me how much you loved -- or hated -- my writing, what it made you think of, made you feel, for it is poetry, meant to invoke in you what it is we share in common, what it is that makes us human.

March 31, 2018

The Oldies Station

The oldies station this morning,

60s on 6, playing the music I remember

growing up, early rock and roll

and the British Invasion, love songs and folk

songs protesting and offering a simpler life

we imagined we could live, if only ... catchy tunes

we remember from the 45s, the LPs, AM radio

and Ed Sullivan, Sunday nights on a black & white TV,

Dick Clark, and Sonny and Cher reminding me,

the beat goes on, the beat goes on ...

drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brain ...

la de da de de, la de da de da.

Ramblings from the Lake

Lake Hebron in Fall

March 31, 2018

The Oldies Station

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