Half Mast

Flags at half-mast

It happened so fast

A steady, deadly blast

How long did it last?

Digging into his past

A dangerous outcast

The damage was vast

Causing flags at half-mast

In response to Chattanooga shootings in 2015. 

Reposting after July 4th shooting.

Peabody

 Her Peabody is gone but his spirit lives on

As a mini horse, he was tiny of course

But so much more he had in store

Saved by a lovely soul with loving him her goal

Taking him into the foal, gives him a chance to stroll.

Not one to shunt the runt, fully accepts the brunt

Soon to find he wasn't blind, so endearing his selective hearing

So many to inspire before his liver would expire

 Her Peabody is gone but his spirit lives on

Saw the story on The Kelly Clarkson show this morning but then was so sad to see the In Memoriam.

https://youtu.be/HmZfvLr8T64

Chadwick Boseman

 Jackie, James, and Marshall 

Not sure which I’m more partial 

To these strong men well chosen 

By the great Chadwick Boseman

SO Inspiring as Black Panther

HOW can he be lost to cancer?

Such brave character woven

In the great Chadwick Boseman

written after watching ABC special tribute to Chadwick Boseman. 

 

Baseball Tribute

Dad introduced me to baseball
One October Fall

World Series with Red Sox and Reds
Late getting to bed

Carlton Fisk hit his late home run
They were not yet done

Heartache from Game 7 final score
There'd be many more

Till 2004's famous comeback
A near heart attack

2007, 13, 18
So much would they mean

I'd send him the Championship gear
He would proudly wear!

We got introduced to Dice-K
One Jupiter day

Sitting with my husband and dad
What a gift I had!

Till they traded Mookie away
And Dad died the next day


Written early March when in Florida for Spring Training and Dad's service.
 Posting on my first Father’s Day without him.

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Added an update for the delayed service for my dad September 2021: 

I pushed the team away
Been cheering for the Braves

 They began back in Boston
My husband found it Awesome

 That my dad saw game back then

Working back to the Sox again

Comfort Without Contact

Find Comfort without Contact?
Is there No Going Back
To Hugs and Handshakes?
Too Much is Now at Stake
So Many Precautions to Take
To Avoid the Virus Attack
Take Comfort without Contact


Give Comfort without Contact?
Support Stores to Come Back
From Closing Shutters and Doors
Wary of the Fool who Ignores
Despite the Mayor who Implores
With Public Scrutinizing Flack
Have Comfort without Contact

Make Comfort without Contact?
Calls to Friends from Way Back
Faraway and Maybe Lost Touch  
A Message or Call could Mean Much
Escaping Sadness, Pulled from Clutch
Easy to Get Busy,  Lose Track
Seize Comfort without Contact

Written in early April, just a few weeks into pandemic.
Came from another writing shared on Medium:
https://medium.com/@sanfordcherpack/circular-a22d90f85c0e

My Elton John

I need to find my Elton John,
Breathing life to my words in song,
Believing what I have to say,
Knowing the dream won’t go away,
I need to find my Elton John.

At first I’d keep them to myself,
Not believing in their wealth,
Slowly sharing with family & friends,
Later daring to do further baring.


Began writing after seeing Rocketman film

I Needed A Swallow

Pains too harsh to face alone

Fears with causes still unknown

Wished the problem wasn't mine

Grabbed the vodka, poured some wine

Glad to sit and wallow

I Needed a Swallow

Numbness blurred the pain for me

Masked the true reality

Hope began to disappear

No one could be trusted near

My pride had left me hollow

I Needed a Swallow

By asking for help

Not ending it all

By letting them in 

They softened my fall

Friends put back my life in shape

Learned to live without escape

Feelings shared and not denied

Throat built up a lump inside

The tears were soon to follow

I Needed a Swallow

Posting for family and friends in honor of Recovery Month - written in late eighties