getting better part two.

hi folks : This week I've done some work on projects and I'm feeling less stressed so here's a short poem:

Hard choices

By Lawrence R. Berger

Times are tough all over

PROSE is comming to take our jobs

and we need to work.

see you next week.

getting better!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

hi folks : sorry I missed last week but I was going through a lot . first i just found out my job maybe changing but it will still be there. Other things mentioned in my last post where not changeable but this are slowly getting better. I thinks so at least . no poem this week . sorry but I haven't writen anything soince my last post. at least this is a start.

back to the grind!

Hi folks: I hope you had a happy holiday! I wound up at a family reunion for my mother's side of the family , better known as the Shrybman tribe. I Met folks i was related to that i never know existed before. one of the cousins gave me the idea for this weeks poem so thanks and here goes:

The middle East in Rochester

By Lawrence R. Berger

Many of my relatives are Jewish

and supposedly we have a Rochester, NY

contingent that is planning to got to Israel and or

are already there.

I don't understand the concept

why got to a place where your hotel

is likely to get bombed?

or you may get shot in the head

because you don't speak the language well?

It makes no sense to me but if they want to go

I hope they get to come back.

not a very happy poem I know but in the past week

I've found out that :

I'll be loosing my job at the U of R soon,

one of my co-workers committed suicide

had my favorite aunt die of lung cancer

and I'm now on deadline for a few projects.

I'm not that happy so I'll see you next week

happy fourth of July

Hi folks : happy fourth of July, I'm off to Canada for the weekend and so here's this week's poem:

Declaration

Sometimes words fail

to inspire greatness

others use the freedom to express it .

enjoy yours.

see you next week.

special edition

Hi folks: What with Michale Jackson and Farah Faucet dying so young and the world in morning I thought it might be appropriate to issue a special edition of this blog . So, here's the poem :

Moonwalk with Angeles

by Lawrence R. Berger

Every generation has its heroes

and they forget that their idols are mortal too.

folks admire a life well lived and fantasise

that spark fame can be greater than the idols can bear

Pin up pictures and music videos changed

the way we see entertainment

ultimately its the memories that build

a legacy. These two now sleep with the Angeles

the world is in morning and icons are being canonizes

in record stores everywhere.

his children did not lose any money from his last tour that can't be made up of

memorabilia sales for there own kids foundation . Do not weep for the children but for their parents who made us all sing.

Hi folks !

Another week has come and gone, hard to belive its Thursday already . half the year is gone now. I've got a lot to show for it but hers this weeks poem:

June bug

by Lawrence R. Berger

they say that when life hands

you lemons , you should make lemonade

but that assumes you've got the water, a pitcher

and maybe a few ice cubes too.

Sometimes lemons contain their own rewards

just don't let the mosquitoes get you down.

Remember I'm also looking for guest poets to share on this blog so if you have any interest e-mail me at laughingl@yahoo.com

see you next week.

here we go again !

Hi folks : Well it's Thursday and that means it's time to update this blog. this week I hopefully get the fliers for Skysaje Enterprises with all the details on what we're up to. send me an email with your postal address to me at
laughingl@ yahoo.com if you're not already on the mailing list and I'll make sure you get a flyer. Hint, If you don't think you're on my list you probably are not so send me that email, hint two, I lost my addressees file when i moved to upstate NY so I don't have a lot of your emails. please email me with the contact info. now here's this weeks poem:

Summer time

by Lawrence R. Berger

The Rain falls slowly now

the ground is dry and the sun is warm for a change .

time for bathing suits and the ice cream man to

brighten our lives with happy memories to sustain
us through the winter till we see our friends again .