This poem is from the April 3, 2012 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by He wears the polyester of his time It is no wonder that he takes a chance Victoria is gone, but not her ways:wyld_dandelyon and
aldersprig. It has been sponsored by
laffingkat.
-- a sonnet
He walks through streets aglow with neon light
Where televisions flicker through the glass
And misses all the gaslamps soft and bright,
The hush of lords and ladies as they pass.
And goes about in public with no hat,
But wishes for a pocketwatch's chime,
The brush of silk, and boot soles smooth and flat.
To don historic dress whene'er he can,
For he recalls that era's song and dance
And how the proper clothes can make a man.
Some gentlemen still dream of bygone days.
Poem: "Making the Man"
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Birdfeeding
Today is mostly sunny, breezy to blustery, and mild. I fed the birds. I've seen grackles, mourning doves, sparrows, house finches, a pair of…
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Birdfeeding
Today is sunny, breezy, and cool. I fed the birds. I've seen grackles, doves, and house finches out. I trimmed some brush along the driveway.…
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Photographs
I took these pictures of my yard on Monday, April 12. The pear tree is blooming in the orchard. So are the pie cherries. Violets cover the…