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    Poems 2021: I Wonder
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    Poems 2021: I Wonder

    By Frank Gay PhD

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    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherXlibris US
    Release dateAug 8, 2022
    ISBN9781669840534
    Poems 2021: I Wonder
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    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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      Poems 2021 - Frank Gay PhD

      Copyright © 2021 by Frank Gay PhD.

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

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      Rev. date: 07/28/2022

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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

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