Poems 2021: I Wonder

By Frank Gay PhD

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Aug 8, 2022
• ISBN: 9781669840534

Frank Gay PhD

Frank P Gay was born in Denoya, Oklahoma in 1925 and spent his first six years there on the Osage Indian Reservation. This was followed considerable movement around the country before going into the Army in 1943. This resulted in visits to Europe, the Philippines, and Japan. Time at Indiana University and the University of California, Berkeley, led to a Ph. D. in Chemistry and a career in research at the DuPont company in Wilmington, Del. ending as a Research Fellow. Desultory poetry writing over the years increased with the death of my wife, Jane ten Broeck in 1998 and has continued to date.

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Contents

Thoughts on Ruins to Cheer One Up

Rationale

Oh My

I Suppose

The Good Old Days

Missed Again

To Lisa M on Her First Anniversary

Adverse Verse

Woe, Woe

Winter Morning

The Politician’s Vaccine Blues

Limericks

Tossing Off a Poem.

Bah!

A Bird

Time’s Sharp Edges

Mumbles

Days Alone

January 31

Smow

Thoughts on a Snowy Day

How to Write a Poem - When not in the Mood

A Fairy Ring

Easy Travel

Limericks

Do You Remember?

Pas de Deux

On Writing Deathless Poems

Oh Woe

Paranoia’s Here to Stay.

The Future Lurks

Kimo

Stories

Ups and Downs

Return Address

Maybe

A Spell for Old Age

I Wonder

I Wonder What’s in that Old Crock?

Another Dull Day

Tornado Alley Prayer

Musings

The Minotaur

Fact Sheet

My Mood

Mood Adjustment

Those Halcyon Days

To a Friend

Prosperity

Spring Song

Why Poets Run Dry

Ye Gods!

Now You Are Six and Ninety – or Whatever

Sheriff Jake

Let’s Go See …

It’s Time!

Nature’s Art

Joe Bltfsk Strikes Again

Reflections

Thoughts?

Bits

Poems

Lost and Found

Conversation

Memorial Day. 2021

Point – Counterpoint

Why Worry?

Onions

Haiku.

Limericks

A Poet’s Dilemma

Toys

Limericks?

It’s Often Hard

Rhyming

Rules

Keep Busy

Covid 19

Summer Time

Good Luck

Who’s Slothful Now?

Oh Well

Limericks

Ewer Try

Tomorrow

Old Memories

I’m Listening Dear

An Heroic Tale

Summertime

Bird Watching – Graduate Level.

Character Analysis

Silver Foxes

Old Dreams

Nature Study

I Remember

Going Back in Quarantine

Miramare, Trieste

Padmos

View of Toledo by el Greco

Sight-Seeing, Army style

Delphi, 1960

Maturity, Revisited

Nestor’s Palace at Pylos

Crete

Vaccination Blues

Folderol

Problems, Problems

An Old Man’s Lament

Deep Thoughts on a Summer

Mycenae

Please Note

Wisdom? What’s That?

Limericks

Dry Spell

September

Antique. Handle with Care

Lament for Chickens Past.

Leave Brooding for the Hens

A Llama Herder

Limericks

Oh Equinox

Sonnets?

Dusty Yesterdays

Remembering

Omphaloskepsis

Meditation

Carpe Diem

Where Are the Smells of Yesterday?

Clerihew

All Souls Day

Introspection

A Quintet of Quatrains

Fall is Coming Late This Year

Limericks

Fuss, Fuss

Limericks

Old Age and Youth

My Last Duchess (Browning, updated)

Let’s Pretend

If Only

A Brazen Mouse

A Fall Lament

Sorry, Mom

Limericks

Memories

A Sermon

The Turning

Maine Winter Day

October Golds

Persona

Observations

The Good Old Days

Limericks

Joy, Joy Joy

A Song

Refrigerator Note

Thoughts on Ruins to Cheer One Up

As mood enhancers, ancient halls

Are not what they’re cracked up to be.

When I recall those jumbled walls,

They simply make me think of me.

30 Aug 21

Rationale

Another year, another start on poems – as far as they may go. Last year, I vowed, before the troubles began, to work on being upbeat, avoiding the air of gloom that so easily catches us when things aren’t going the way we would prefer. You would think that a few of us might catch on. Throughout my life, I really can’t recall a year when ‘things’ went the way I wanted them to be for the entire year. If you stop and give it some thought, THINGS can’t go the way we want. We humans have an infinite capacity for expanding out wish lists when things go well. We are not bad at doing the same when thins go badly. The ‘genies and fairy godmothers always limit us to three wishes. Remember how well we did with those in the fairy tales?

Oh My

I fear that I have gotten old.

I know I see a lot of signs.

They come at me on varied lines.

Still, to me, I am not sold.

How does doubt crept in my mind?

What makes me think that there’s a change?

Could it be my walking range?

What could be so mean, unkind?

The thermostat is still the same.

It still commands the same old heat

That used to warm my hands and feet.

Now, I’m cold and they’re to blame.

I start a task and get half through

Then start to do another chore,

To make a bed, adjust a door –

Until I small forgotten stew.

After lunch I need a rest,

Sit in ease to read a book.

An hour’s gone the next I look.

Taking naps what I do best.

You can see why I suspect –

The evidence is pilling up –

That I have nearly drunk my cup

And need to pay my years respect.

Thoughts

Fragile seconds tick away –

Eternity in dentist’s chair,

A flicker in a fleeting day

When a lover’s charm is there.

F"PGayi

1 Jan 21

I Suppose

I suppose it’s possible

To find religious zeal

That has a simple end in view –

Improve the common weal.

But I’m afraid I haven’t heard

Let’s go and help the poor

Emerging as a battle cry

That We’re crusading for.

Instead the cry we always hear,

All those people should

Behave by rules we ‘better folk’

Think help the public good.

FPGay

1 Jan 21

The Good Old Days

We ‘old’ acquire a disease that is incurable – a hankering for the "good