Poems and Stories

Tuesday, March 5, 2024

The Lamb of Tom


 8-12 1 inch thick loin lamb chops

MARINADE:

Fresh Rosemary -  4-6 sprigs no stems, no flowers

Fresh Garlic - 4-6 cloves crushed

Extra Virgin Olive Oil

Lemon Juice - 1/2 fresh lemon

Sea Salt & Fresh Ground Pepper

Garlic salt

smoked Paprika

gather & crush dry things

mix in oil, lemon juice, 

Blend in a Blender - 3-4 pulses

put chops and marinade in large ziplok bag

mix it up and let stand for 2 hours

GRILL on very hot grill:'

    - side 1 - 6-8 minutes

    -side 2 - 4-5 minutes

let stand for 5-8 minutes

Monday, May 8, 2023

And When I Die...

 

And when I die

my clothes will be folded neatly,

the dishes will be done

and put away.

My coffee pot will be clean

The trash will be out

all recyclables will be sorted.

The garage will be organized

My cars will be clean.

My pencils will be sharpened

all Ticonderoga Number Two

My laptop will be charged up.

And then...I can write again

and finish that book

But first? Another poem or

this thing I wrote this morning.


FTC

Friday, February 24, 2023

Alcohol Kills

 Stopped drinking on January 11, 2023

miss it from 5 to 7 pm

feel better every day

2 small slip ups in 30 days  (sip - ups)

will keep it going

life with wife is much better

Thanks be to ....God?  or  me?

The Committee - 38 Special

 

The Northcutt Dilemna

The column was leaning

no support for the post

The decking had crumbled

no joy for the host.


One neighbor was needed

Three more joined the fray

Everyone qualified

To save Northcutt’s day.


Tom had his tools

No opinon he shared

The others had plenty

Clear that they cared.


An engineer, an accountant,

A DIY’er came too

His Hard Hat was awesome

But Tom was all through.


A sawzall, a hammer

Eric’s jack and some screws

Raised spirits and porch

We had 38 Special NEWS.


The moral is clear

when you need a hand

call anyone on 38th street

The response will be grand!


Tom Crowley…

“Man Of Action”

2/9/23

Tuesday, January 17, 2023

Neglect is Abuse

 


The child rides
her bike alone
Training wheels
Mother home.

She smiles to herself
She is proud
Confident
She sings out loud.

Mother stirs but
still she sleeps
Silent demons
within her creep.

A screech of brakes
The child screams
and then shes down
While her mother dreams.

































Thursday, July 14, 2022

ELUSIVE

 Happiness is just an illusion.

As I walk these streets with broken dreams.

I have so many blessings in my life.  So why am I still unhappy?

My dreams have come true in every way possible;

  • Nelle  - the most important event in my life
  • Children
  • Grandchildren
  • Houses
  • Boats
  • Cars
  • Savings
  • SS + VA + Pension + Investments
  • Daily self - indulgences

 So....why is happiness and peace so elusive

Thursday, June 30, 2022

VICARIOUS

 VICARIOUS

The word; Vicarious Has Latin Roots

If you act in someone's stead, you take his or her place, at least temporarily.

The oldest meaning of vicarious, which dates to the first half of the 1600s, is "serving instead of someone or something else."

The word vicarious derives from the Latin noun vicis, which means "change," "alternation," or "stead." 

Vicis is also the source of the English prefix vice- (as in "vice president"), meaning "one that takes the place of."



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In literature, “vicarious” appears in many places. My interpretation is “living as others” or believing that you are someone you are not. Easy examples from my life are:


  1. making friends with someone whose family I wish I belonged to

  2. watching how they lived and loved

  3. thinking about being like theme

  4. acting like them in dress, words, actions,

  5. staying in their homes as if I was their son,

  6. trying hard to be accepted.


Real life examples include:

Bob Fazzina’s father and mother,

George Huggins mother and brothers,

Ralph Puerta’s mother (my own DONNA REED)

Nelle’s father, mother, and brothers

The only problem is that I have NEVER really felt accepted by anyone.  In fact, due to the scars of BLAME (earlier post) I felt that I would be "found out" and then rejected.

Red and Martha Garofalo NEVER made me feel this way.  They always accepted and even welcomed me into their family.  It took me many years to believe this.



to be continued


FTC

LB,ME

6/30/22