by Ron Sokol | Aug 31, 2019 | Poems
Your body was heavy Anthony but fortunately there were several of us when we took the belt off from around your neck And you were already cold Stiff Like poorly cooked meat left out far too long let alone unseasoned No one could cradle you This was not The Pieta But...
by Ron Sokol | Aug 24, 2019 | Poems
I just vanna be a vamp just this once On the very red carpet White glistening teeth! Such a look! Vogue Ah yes a microphone and flash bulbs papparazzi and an elegant expensive glowing suit (and those shoes!) All the rage peoples! Just once I vant to be In Famous...
by Ron Sokol | Aug 17, 2019 | Poems
Greta Garbo lamented “I vant to be alone” My situation is different I want the leaves to leave me alone You don’t hear them I do! They speak. rant, guffaw, chortle, razz, giggle, shout, brag, scream, hiss They rustle in the middle of the night and so...
by Ron Sokol | Aug 10, 2019 | Poems
You are really unique You went all that way to see where a dog came from and it was some kind of castle Someone with a funny name that became Tweedmouth you say? He invented a dog? A very very special dog is that right? Sir sometimes I marvel at the madness of folks...
by Ron Sokol | Aug 10, 2019 | Stories
Gwen knew she could look much prettier. Knew well she could make effort to get a bit dolled up. And, why not? Smell nice, look equally nice, have a beguiling smile. The fact she is elderly is a minor blemish, if a blemish at all. She could seek to take advantage of...
