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There is a saying
that you can't make a silk purse
from a sow's ear.
I can tell you that is true.
Been seein' that for years,
most remembered time was
out in the corn field. We
were young, still teens
My friend shocked me then,
on the job, with mixed comp'ny,
if you could call boys 'n girls
in the corn field mixed
It was for a contest
the sort of which I'd call obscene
At least I'd never seen it played
before, and never still
I declined but that episode
and his new Ford convertible
are what came to me first about him
Saw him later, now I can
remember differently. He did win,
big time in his career
before descending with rest of us,
into retirement
Still though, charisma not.
For me he will always be
just one of us folk
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48 graduated — 18 came — 18 deceased
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Picture was taken (my camera) at my (Jim's) 60th high school class reunion.
Prompt word, 'Charisma,' was provided by Joanne at (4Joy)
Find more poems using ''2013" prompt word at One Single Impression.
Find more poems using ''2013" prompt word at One Single Impression.
Note: Since I am using the label, 'Jim's Life,' this is a true story involving me, most of which I have experienced. Not every other story in this blog is true, even if it seems that it could be.
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Love it Jim! And how amazing to get the group together, all those years later. Sad about those passed though...
ReplyDeleteHappy Week, G
Wonderful to be back, reading such good work. An absolutely enchanting narrative style, that seems to encompass an epic journey! Loved reading, made me wistful...
ReplyDeleteI'm well, thanks for asking. Hope all is well with you too! :D
Nothing like a reunion to make one remember. great words.
ReplyDeletearen't we all, just one of the folk, and perfect for that
ReplyDeleteMemories and a reunion. I think life is all about making memories and looking forward to new ones.
ReplyDeleteReunions are always full of life. They make those lively days again alive. Enjoyed your poem.
ReplyDeleteAnd what was that contest in corn field?
intriguing set of memories...
ReplyDeleteWhat a reunion Jim! It seems that your friend was quite charismatic. You paint your teenage years with such vivid clarity.
ReplyDeleteloved how you put your memories into this .. and the reunion too must have made more wonderful memories for future brilliant words from you..
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, paralleling a life to the rise and fall of a moment in youth. It made me think of people I have run into again--on Face Book only--and if I have a similar experience.
ReplyDeleteHow delightful to see classmates getting together after 60 years. Amazing the memories one retains from those days.
ReplyDeleteThis is so heartwarming.
ReplyDeleteYou must have enjoyed the gathering. I enjoyed heralding back to your youth in the cornfield!
ReplyDeletewords of warning: sixty years later, what they'll remember about ya is that obscene contest you've totally forgotten. :) love this, thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing the memories and the present. What a blessing the class could come together to celebrate 60 years.
ReplyDeleteWow! You still have reunions after all that time, and most importantly people do turn up!! Wow! I've only had 1 reunion, and only 5 of us turned out, out of 60! :( Loved the poem!!
ReplyDeleteA great read. Thoroughly enjoyed it.
ReplyDeleteWow! This is a very fabulous gathering, Dr Jim :) Missed those who had gone before us to paradise.
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