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Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 10:21 PM UTC
I saw a sticker on a car coming home from work this afternoon.
One of those "international ovals" that used to indicate a foreign country
like France, Switzerland or, if you believe the TV commercials,
Detroit.
Now they stand for everything from the local swim team
to the driver's favorite species of dog
although pinning it on the driver might be unfair
probably better to say the owner.
The sticker I saw today, and it was a sticker not a magnet,
it was stuck on the window,
was OLF and it made me miss mom more than yesterday,
Mother's Day, did.
OLF stands for Our Lady of Fatima, the local Catholic Church
and it was adorning an SUV of appropriate size and sticker price for these parts.
Mom always called Fatima, Saint Olaf's because everyone around here calls it OLF
so it wasn't her fault.
Every time I, or my wife, politely corrected her she'd reply,
"I know" and then promptly call it Olaf's ten minutes later.
So today waiting for the green light on the way home
a little sadness as St. Olaf's SUV reminded me of mom.
and
I laughed.
May 13, 2013
May 13, 2013 at 4:53 PM UTC
Fourteen years old,
Story untold
I fell in love with Charlie,
And he nerded
As never before
I still make coffee
For two,
Watching quietly
From every door frame
Grumpy olf soundman---
Needs to love too,
Strange namr,
Transparent shame,
Instant fame
Sold belongings
Become Itinerant
Poetry librarian,
Semi colons;
I use them to excess
Supported the sublime
With uncurbed---
Enthusiasms
Changing mind postponed
Demise by decades,
Later-life serendipity
Led to Authorland
I was born some assembly
Required,
Anything's possible with---
An extension cord
Cried,
Defied, denied,
Sighed,
Died,
Reapplied,
Mistakenly kills kitten,
Fears anything delicate
Nov 28, 2017
Nov 28, 2017 at 10:17 AM UTC
"...A STRAIGHT LINE DRAWN CROOKEDLY INSIDE ME..."
( for David Olof Carney )
"Six months, if that...eh?"
inside the cancer
eating him cell by cell
life now
a death sentence
he couldn't live with it
"If it be now..."
Hamlet's solliquoy
comes to mind
in the car crash
his last laugh: "Thank you God!
You're a good sport!"
Aug 30, 2017
Aug 30, 2017 at 3:04 PM UTC
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Feb 24, 2019
Feb 24, 2019 at 10:04 PM UTC