by Ron Sokol | Jun 26, 2020 | Poems
Churn churn churn to every season churn churn churn All right let’s face it I take advantage of what I am that’s right I love to butter people up Love it! Butter ’em up get him nice and tender and then snap them in the nose! That’s right I am a...
by Ron Sokol | Jun 23, 2020 | Poems
Six of this half dozen of that Ah let’s just pull straws In decision Listen to a compass In decision Watch which way the birds fly In decision Never ever come to a conclusion In decision It’s for the feint of heart In decision Nothing decisive nothing...
by Ron Sokol | Jun 21, 2020 | Poems
There’s a heavenly Father and then there’s my dad He passed away many years ago Kind of See he still figures in a bunch of things like my upbringing that I like baseball things he taught me things he said You know the good die young and the very very good...
by Ron Sokol | Jun 18, 2020 | Poems
I made myself up (well nice as I could) and held a sign: “Would like to talk” No one stopped although some offered money which I gladly took with the thought that I could sit at a counter get coffee and someone there would talk Hours in a man asked what I...
by Ron Sokol | Jun 14, 2020 | Poems
Now I lay me down to sleep pray the Lord my soul oh, hold on Hello? No I don’t need the roof fixed thank you Where was I Oh damn now the dog is barking shh! Shhhhhh! Ok all right, pray the Lord my oh for Crissakes Hello? Oh my God Lord, it’s really you?!...
