by Ron Sokol | Jan 10, 2020 | Poems, Uncategorized
When will it be my time… When? She stood on stage facing an empty auditorium except for a dog who barked, ran from the aisle up the stairs and jumped against her full of unbridled joy A month later she bowed The play is very very well received She is in a most...
by Ron Sokol | Jan 5, 2020 | Poems
Don’t tell me I can’t Don’t tell me I shouldn’t The sky is just a petal away If you won’t reach out Fine Mom and dad said “Just get there even if we did not” Mom and dad were tree and branch Gramma grand pa the roots Plants grow from rock for goodness sakes! I don’t...
