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Cannonball!

I know every guy reading this–well almost every guy–was once this 6-9 year-old boy overlooking the world from the high diving board at the town pool. I can promise you, I did not write this poem using second-hand information. I post it again today for all my high school chums here at the reunion. Enjoy! Read the rest of this entry »

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Cannonball!

I know every guy reading this–well almost every guy–was once this 6-9 year-old boy overlooking the world from the high diving board at the town pool. I can promise you, I did not write this poem using second-hand information. I’m submitting it to dVerse Poet Pub’s, Meeting the Bar: Best of , this evening. Once again, they’ve played right into my hands, asking for the “best of”. Not only do I consider this one of my better poems, I recently discovered I could post an audio version of my posts, and was just chomping at the bit to present this one! (Click on the link below the poem to listen!) Read the rest of this entry »

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Cannonball!

I know every guy reading this–well almost every guy–was once this 6-9 year-old boy overlooking the world from the high diving board at the town pool. I can promise you, I did not write this poem using second-hand information. I’m submitting it to dVerse Poet Pub’s, Poetics: Sendak & the Wild Things, in honor of the passing of Maurice Sendak. Read the rest of this entry »

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Cannonball!

I know every guy reading this–well almost every guy–was once this 6-9 year-old boy overlooking the world from the high diving board at the town pool. I can promise you, I did not write this poem using second-hand information. I have to tell you, too, reading this poem almost cools me off. It is hot out there! Fall is in the air though, so I’ll submit this to Poetry Palace’s Poet’s Rally #51 today, and hopefully put a fitting cap on this long hot summer! Enjoy! Read the rest of this entry »

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Cannonball!

I know every guy reading this–well almost–was once this 6-9 year-old boy overlooking the world from the high diving board at the town pool. I can promise you, I did not write this poem using second-hand information. Enjoy!

I have to tell you, too, reading this poem almost cools me off. It is hot out there!! Read the rest of this entry »

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Cannonball!

I know every guy reading this–well almost–was once this 6-9 year-old boy overlooking the world from the high diving board at the town pool. I can promise you, I did not write this poem using second-hand information. Enjoy! Read the rest of this entry »

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