I love today!!!

With breakfast eaten,

Day the height of a regal tower

The day well into half

Well written with my

Stories and fellowship

With world, singing

In the joy of record

Ideas flowing like sand

Through fingers of hands

So small I hardly remember

My little one hand in hand

OH, what a privilege

The memory now gives

So much joy, she accepted

Daddy now the joy returns

As transferred we both

Listen to my eighty-seven-

Year old father, grandpa

Still active, his body

Showing me what will

Happen when I grow

Old, no really old no

Some odd memory

A surface like a dead catfish,

Living next still forgotten

On edge of Racoon River

The other river in the capital

Wher I grew up when my brother

We first held stiff,  that dead

Fish; it weighed more than

One hundred pounds,

We let it lie

It was dead, but Oh my

Dear little four-year-old

Her smooth hand small

Clasping my fingers, smooth

As day-break, we trusted and walked

Pavement down the walk, Oh

This miracle of living tissue

Hand and hand to Social

Park, grass, trees, flowers,

Relevance, our memory

We now share, oh my daughter,

Oh my daughter, oh my daughter

Keep fingers from dead catfish

Stay innocent all your days until doth

You fin morning sun, breakfast

Meditate upon each precious

Momement like holding

Daddy’s hand, the trust

You still possess at twenty-nine

You are still alive and learning.

Charles Taylor C2018

 

Published by elgwyn

I was a University and community college instructor. I am an ordinary man writing for artistic reasons, and simple taste-- blogs are an answer to high priced self-publishing. Walt Whitman had to print his 1000 paper books himself because in 1855 poetry did not sell. It does not sell now unless you have a Pulitzer Prize, and even then, the poet usually makes a living in other ways than poetry. In all ages there have been writers writing out of their own reasons. I am an older man with fewer computer skills than my daughter. Blogs let me reach an audience missed by books, and I stand a better chance to reach a wider audience. My two self-published books, Winter from Spring, and Meditations on Gratitude, Charles E Taylor, MFA, Xlibris.com and a third coming out sometime next year, through The Book Patch: For Patty Brown... satisfy needs to hold books, and, yet, still read as electronic books which are easier to produce than paper books. The blog allowed me to write a compendium of my writing. I can combine composition with production. Wordpress provides word processing with production. When the writer finishes writing they press publish and then a finished piece. I’m happy to present to you a slice of my personal writing. Do enjoy what you read!

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