Category Archives: Friends



At The Paddle Tennis Courts: Larry

One of the regulars down at the courts,
Larry, is eighty now famous for coifed
Hair, and immune to our mild, teasing snorts.
Educated children, grandchildren, waft
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Posted in Family, Friends, Inspiration, Poverty

Holiday Travel

In my heart I know
They would prefer
The simple pleasure
Of serene routine:
A movie, a play,
A pleasant dinner out
At that amiable
Nearby restaurant.

In my heart I know
The reason.
They sublimate
Their real desires,
Submit to discomfort,
Painful foreign holidays.

The women they’re attached to
Are too young.
Marvin Klotz (10/3/13)
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Posted in Aging, Conformity, Friends

Life

At lunch, the other day, with three old friends
(More than three-hundred-twenty used up years),
Munching Chinese food, contemplating ends,
We drift, recalled old smiles and salted tears.
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Posted in Aging, Death, Friends, Pain

Occasional Verse

In olden times, the laureate was forced
To celebrate occasions—that new birth,
A coronation, perhaps the grim course
Of recent history. To prove my worth,
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Posted in Aging, Beauty, Friends, Neighbors

Down At The Paddle Tennis Court: Andrea A.

Plainly, we’re surrounded. Nothing escapes,
No matter how benign. For loving words
(The flesh of poetry) generate japes,
Create expectations wholly absurd!
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Posted in Beauty, Friends, Local Color, Poetry (What is it?), Vanity

At The Paddle Tennis Courts: Michael

It’s strange. Human peculiarities
Often direct self-deserved invective
Outward, a hundred and eighty degrees,
Wounding gracious friends with sharp verbal shivs.
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Posted in Friends, Wisdom