happy labor day!

see you on the 3rd!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! here's this weeks poem:

Happy Dance

By Lawrence R. Berger

It's good to be grateful for what you have.

Sometimes it brings in more.
I just got back some software that i thought was gone for good!

I got lots of help setting up my new system and a few words of advice on how to use it .

When I'm happiest I like to do a little dancing

Its a celebration of a job well done when rainbows

fill the sky and there are fireworks.

thanks for reading !

welcome back!

Hi folks: I just bought a new computer and I'm still getting used to it. Let me know if you get this. And don't forget about my set at St. John Fisher college.(3690 east ave in Rochester, NY) it starts at 7:00 pm on Wednesday September 3rd, 2008 for more info call the host Frank Judge at(585) 260-9005 . Now that that's out of the way , here's this week's poem:

Dose not compute

By Lawrence R. Berger

Some things need replacing every few years

but hopefully friends are not amongst them.

rhythms ebb and flow and sometimes they

make sense.

Thank God for small favors

Hi folks: not much new happening this week. remember,I'm scheduled to do a set for the Rochester Poets group on September 3rd 2008 at the Hughes Rotunda room at St. John Fisher college. (3690 East ave . in Rochester , NY) The show starts at 7:00pm and runs till about 9:00pm. I go on at 7:00pm-7:15 pm . There will be an open mic so bring words . see you there !
now for the poem of the week:

In the life of...

In days of old

when knights were bold and the minstrels carried a tune

spring flew in on robin's wing and lasted from march till June.

If you'd found the call to make a journey north of

Hadron's wall and found yourself in need of renewing hops bright spark

You'd simply forge a new quest and search for a nest of the bird called the meadowlark.

These days I find we haven't the time to listen for a seasons song

and we take nary a blink to stop and think and I consider this to be very wrong.

Ah but there are those few heroes

the truly shaman and sage

those for whom life is in bloom and all the worlds a stage .

Yes its these few heroes

who'll make sure we never lose

the kiss of a breeze or an elders wheeze

or the voice of the laughing goose

for you have my word it 'tis the birds that bring the

voices of song to man

so take the time to ask for a rhyme

or write one yourself and join in the band.

Opps !!!!!!!!!

Sorry folks: I posted the wrong address for St. John Fisher College last week. Its actually 3690 east Ave. in Rochester NY. Hey I'm only human . My apologies. here's this week's poem :

SECOND TOE

by Lawrence R. Berger

Years go by fast and suddenly

we go from showering in the sink

to the daily grind.

This little piggy became a doctor.

This little piggy went to Vegas and became a Black Jack Dealer.

This little piggy died in a war.

This little piggy buried him

and on through history.

Time marches on and sometimes takes us with it.

see u next week