Trees shading common,
Children laugh and play in park
-little paradise.
Copyright©2009
Showing posts with label Family Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Family Life. Show all posts
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Find Me!
Playing hide and seek,
Small child hides under a coat
-in the middle of the floor.
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Small child hides under a coat
-in the middle of the floor.
Copyright©2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
NaPoWriMo Poem #22
Tyrone’s Birthday
By Edward S. Gault
Rod, his brother, remembers the day
They shot Tyrone down.
They just drove by
and started shooting
like they didn’t care who they hit.
Tyrone had turned seven.
He was at his birthday party
on the porch.
His mother remembers
The way he asked for a bicycle,
and how she thought
he was growing up too fast.
She had a nice red bicycle all ready for him
in the garage.
She had spent all morning on the cake,
angel food with a motorcycle on top;
next, he would be want one of those too.
Rod told me how he had taught Tyrone
to throw a baseball just right;
and coached him how to shoot a basketball
through the hoop every time.
He wanted to give Tyrone dreams
because that’s all he had to give him.
Rod wanted much more for the boy
than he had had.
He knew about gangs.
His voice cracked when he told me,
The bullet had been meant for him.
Copyright©2009
By Edward S. Gault
Rod, his brother, remembers the day
They shot Tyrone down.
They just drove by
and started shooting
like they didn’t care who they hit.
Tyrone had turned seven.
He was at his birthday party
on the porch.
His mother remembers
The way he asked for a bicycle,
and how she thought
he was growing up too fast.
She had a nice red bicycle all ready for him
in the garage.
She had spent all morning on the cake,
angel food with a motorcycle on top;
next, he would be want one of those too.
Rod told me how he had taught Tyrone
to throw a baseball just right;
and coached him how to shoot a basketball
through the hoop every time.
He wanted to give Tyrone dreams
because that’s all he had to give him.
Rod wanted much more for the boy
than he had had.
He knew about gangs.
His voice cracked when he told me,
The bullet had been meant for him.
Copyright©2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Friday, February 27, 2009
Lil' Sleepyhead
Asleep on the couch,
Small girl dreams of puppet shows
-chocolate after.
Chocolate 2009
Small girl dreams of puppet shows
-chocolate after.
Chocolate 2009
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Here's Looking At You!
Cupcake in the fridge,
Red frosting with two big eyes
-To Kim,with love, Mom.
Copyright 2009
Red frosting with two big eyes
-To Kim,with love, Mom.
Copyright 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Post Dessert Nap
At dinner table,
A little girl sleeps in high chair
-to new adventures.
Copyright 2009
(After all, no kid is is going to doze before dessert!)
A little girl sleeps in high chair
-to new adventures.
Copyright 2009
(After all, no kid is is going to doze before dessert!)
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
Family Commute
On the morning train,
Small girl plays puppets with mom
-foxes and rabbits.
Copyright 2009
Small girl plays puppets with mom
-foxes and rabbits.
Copyright 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
The Gift You Are
I held you tight in my arms
-hardly believing.
Drawing the Moon
By Edward S. Gault
You came up to me
With your little red book
The one you put the stickers in,
And a crayon.
You told me that
You wanted me
To draw the moon.
So I drew a line for the horizon,
Long vertical lines became trees.
A river flowed down through them.
Then I drew stars.
Finally, I drew the moon,
And filled in the sky dark blue.
Because you wanted to see me draw,
And there would come a time
When you will not care what I can do.
Copyright 2008
One Single Impression: Gift
Friday, October 3, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
Happy Anniversary, Karen!
Light Through A ClearingPhoto: Edward S. Gault
Married seven years,
We travelled forest rivers
-to the open fields.
Copyright 2008
See also Forest River Creations
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Murphy's Haiku #21
Photo Masterpiece
After hours spent in dark room!
-sister opens door.
Copyright 2008
After hours spent in dark room!
-sister opens door.
Copyright 2008
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