by Ron Sokol | May 16, 2020 | Stories
See that ivy? Not uncommon. Give an inch… in time you are just about covered! An advantage of being quarantined, of limited activity, and limited travel, is reflection. You can notice things. Study them. Take stock of them. Ruminate and then sit down and make...
by Ron Sokol | May 16, 2020 | Poems
Dad how come sometimes you are so quiet and just kinda sit there looking out the window? Oh well you know I am just watching to see who might be coming to visit It’s usually just my friends dad I know but it is so nice out there looking at it is relaxing for...
by Ron Sokol | May 13, 2020 | Poems
If it’s only a paper moon can we write a note that everyone on earth can see? Depends? On what? Oh, you want to know what we would write Ok We would write “Hi, we see you, better pull your blinds shut!” No? I thought it was funny Ok, how about...
by Ron Sokol | May 8, 2020 | Poems
I never thought that my wish would be for a soft landing After all I rarely even go near any ledge let alone dangle there You too? Who needs it right? But there I was looking up at the star that evening star the one who grants wishes (I am sure of it) But you have to...
by Ron Sokol | May 3, 2020 | Poems
I am disgusted by mortality There ought to be a law! Imagine being dead Well you can’t you aren’t if you’re reading this Don’t tell me you think you know We die shrivel up rigirous mortis not a pretty sight And the smell oh Lord! I am completely and utterly...
