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Afternoon Tomatoes: Accessible Poetry
Afternoon Tomatoes: Accessible Poetry
Afternoon Tomatoes: Accessible Poetry
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Afternoon Tomatoes is an easy readan accessible, reader-friendly approach to poetry. Uncomplicated, there is no need to search for hidden meaning in the poems of T.J. Richards. His rhythmic tempo propels the reader through stimulating line and distinctly connects him or her to the story-telling cadence of each piece. Among the many subjects of which he writes, the author excels in adventurous travel, real world family dynamics, religious upbringing, drug intervention, grueling weather, simple home life, love of children and animals, and the task of writing itselfall of which are curious, thought-provoking slices of life. His rhyming lines lend lyrical sound to his verse. So sit back and enjoy yourself while reading the poems of T.J. Richards.

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PublisherAuthorHouse
Release dateOct 20, 2017
ISBN9781546209577
Afternoon Tomatoes: Accessible Poetry
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T.J. Richards

Tim Richards is a former Program 60 Ohio State student and began his sunset years education at Cleveland State University in 2005, while still employed. In 2000 he earned a master of financial services degree from the American College, Bryn Mawr, Pennsylvania. Following a thirty-four-year career in the insurance business on Clevelands west side, he retired in 2008 and focused his field of study in the arts: creative writing, poetry, screen/playwriting, motion picture film and digital photography. With an associate of arts degree in photography from Los Angeles City College, Tim worked for six years as a commercial photographer prior to becoming an insurance agent. He served in the United States Army (Germany) from 1961-64 as section chief, artillery fire direction, and lives in Olmsted Twp., Ohio, with his artist wife, Betz. They have been married for more than thirty years and have two children and eight grandchildren.

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    Afternoon Tomatoes - T.J. Richards

    © 2017 Timothy J. Richards. All rights reserved.

    timothyjrichards@aol.com

    No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

    Published by AuthorHouse  01/24/2018

    ISBN: 978-1-5462-0958-4 (sc)

    ISBN: 978-1-5462-0956-0 (hc)

    ISBN: 978-1-5462-0957-7 (e)

    Library of Congress Control Number: 2017914536

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    and such images are being used for illustrative purposes only.

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    Because of the dynamic nature of the Internet, any web addresses or links contained in this book may have changed since publication and may no longer be valid. The views expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.

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    A Fictional Account of Generational Family Abuse

    Ship Happens!

    A Tiger Cruise Tale or

    How to Spend Six Nights on a Navy Warship for $70

    The Richards and Barry Families

    The Genealogical and Personal History of the

    Richards and Barry Families

    of Cleveland, Ohio

    Warm Water

    A Collection of Memories

    Contents

    Afternoon Tomatoes

    Alaska

    Arctic Freeze

    At My Front Door

    Boss

    Changing Times

    Chichén Itzá Tour

    Curious

    Detached

    Dysfunctional Family

    Smart Man, Sr.

    Full-of-Himself, Jr.

    His Enabling Wife

    Opinioned Polly

    Airhead Hattie

    Friendship Veils Us

    From a Bus in Berlin

    Goodbye Ol ’ Currywurst

    Haiku

    Calm

    Peace

    Batter Up

    Hawaii

    Roof

    Tropic

    Highway Hypnosis

    Hopping Cars

    Impure Thoughts

    July

    Kickin’ It

    Kittens

    Leaning on the Counter

    Machine

    Mama Taught

    Minnie & Mick

    Missionary Dictionary

    Molly-o (I.)

    Still on It

    Molly-o (II.)

    In the Arms of the Dead

    Molly-o (III.)

    Back from the Dead

    Montana

    Mother’s Twisted Thinking

    Mullen Mimetic

    My Dear Corrin

    Now As I Wander

    Ode to the Road

    Olmsted Falls

    Pacifier Pantoum

    Poetic Season’s Greeting

    Racy Rita

    Round One

    Sestina 101

    Socks

    Summer Songs

    The Mess

    The Visit

    Winter

    Words

    Writer’s Gloom

    OBSERVATION BY ALEXANDER HAMILTON

    "I have thought it my duty to exhibit things as they are,

    not as they ought to be."

    —LETTER OF AUGUST 13, 1782

    — iambic pentameter form

    Afternoon Tomatoes

    I worked a veggie garden in the back—

    Behind my house, surrounded by a fence

    That kept the roaming rabbits from my greens

    And flower buds and other growing plants.

    I rototilled and spaded over soil

    And added last year’s leaf mulch to the mix,

    Then rototilled again to blend it in.

    The sweetened loam was now prepared for plants.

    I flipped through Burpee’s catalogue for seeds

    And drove to Zergott’s nursery for flats,

    Then out from my garage came all the tools,

    Some dirty still, from last year’s muddy dig.

    I wore a cap and jeans and short-sleeve shirt

    And fit a pair of tattered cotton gloves.

    That’s what I wore. It’s what the neighbors saw,

    As I knelt, bent and planting in the Earth.

    I sloped and rounded off the beds of soil,

    Then measured space to dig the little holes

    In which to drop the tiny seeds to plant,

    Then patted flat the holes I filled with soil.

    I raised my eyes and saw my wife approach

    With half-a-flat she purchased from the store—

    Tomato plants that stood eight inches high

    Rocked back and forth in rhythm with her gait.

    Her sleeveless halter-top was filled with fruit

    That jiggled just above the rocking plants,

    And on her hips she wore a pair of shorts.

    Her slender legs were shaven, smooth and tan.

    She said hello to me

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