by Ron Sokol | Sep 5, 2019 | Poems
Don’t mind me wanting to be a lamp Just have this thing, you know, about providing light Maybe even warmth For as many as possible Or just one The child Always want to cradle the child Light the way What is that Psalm? It is on the tip of my tongue...
by Ron Sokol | Sep 1, 2019 | Poems
“Young man, you wanted to talk with me?” “Yes sir. You know it’s been two years your daughter and I, well sir, I just want to ask your ok that I marry her.” “You’re still calling yourself a poet?” “Sir, I teach,...
