by Ron Sokol | Apr 29, 2020 | Poems
Never quite sure what the dentist is looking for when he peers into my mouth (Never mind the urologist when he checks the prostate) Or the eye doctor shining whatever that is into my pupils But she is the one that knows me the best Puts her forehead against mine with...
by Ron Sokol | Apr 22, 2020 | Poems
Ah at long last I am where I belong where I fit where I at home In Corrigible Yes I will shave and brush my teeth eventually Yes I will consider being discrete (fingers crossed) In Corrigible where the mess meets the hand shake the shout wakes the napping the endless...
by Ron Sokol | Apr 19, 2020 | Stories
The view from my window has changed. Winter has given way to spring, and with it more plants are growing, green is showing, flowers are starting to make themselves known. People walk by, some with masks on to protect against Covid 19. Some on bicycles. Many a dog...
by Ron Sokol | Apr 11, 2020 | Poems
So you are going to hurt me? You are going to make me really sick? Is that right? Maybe – Maybe even die? Oh yeah? I don’t think so (we all said) Not a chance (we all shouted) Ladies and gentlemen, in the light corner the Almighty, full of benevolence and...
by Ron Sokol | Apr 6, 2020 | Poems
Have you noticed how opening the window shade some times if it is bright outside you blink — Some like to push their face out of the car window into the sunlight —- It splashes from so very far away and incredibly without sound How far the light travels and how much...
