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toritto
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tampa bay metro, Florida,
Birthday
September 10
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I was born in year 4 of the reign of the Emperor Tiberius Claudius and raised on 66th Street and 13th Ave. in Brooklyn. And Coney Island, Traveled the world. Married my high school sweetheart and stayed together 40 years. Now a retired old widower crank living in Florida with my cat. Author of "Initial Verses" - a collection of poems on love, loss, poverty and war" and "Toritto's Blog - a Memoir of a life in posts."

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MAY 24, 2012 9:14AM

Chevy Van

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A repost for Memorial Day 

Reader's Pick!  Yaay!!

 

Lock is frozen

snow tonight

thaw it open

Zippo light.

 

Got a pint of Southern Comfort

fuel to keep a body warm.

Not much gas to run the heater

eleven hours till the dawn.

 

Well maybe just a little heat

hear that chevy motor groan

come on baby, that a girl

keep your daddy nice n warm.

 

Got a sandwich from St. Vincent’s

cheese that’s all American

thoughts of momma’s toasted cheese

in dreams I am a boy again.

 

Take a swig of Southern Comfort

makes you feel that glow inside

time to kill the chevy motor

it's so cold Oh Lord abide.

 

Now I lay me down to sleep

Army trench coat keep me warm

a box of medals for a pillow

Fallujah in the metal storm.

 

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An excerpt from "Initial Verses - A collection of poems on

Love, loss, Poverty and War."

http://www.amazon.com/Initial-Verses-Collection-Poems-Poverty/dp/1475082681/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1333202962&sr=1-1

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"a box of medals for a pillow"

Such an evocative line.
Bess this reminder and you 4 sharing.
Excellent post for Memorial Day.
each of these posts for Memorial Day is like a little prayer-a pause to think and remember.
Thawing the lock with a lighter. Been there, done that. Another good poem to put us in the same place where others walk.
Quite a turn around for me. I saw the title and had memories of car camping in one. It's good to be reminded by the picture you paint, of the reality others who gave so much, now endure.
R.
Right on, man......!!
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Excellent - "in dreams I am a boy again," really tells the story.
thanks for putting me right there in the van.
CONGRATULATIONS! THIS POST IS A READERS' PICK (RP)
This was beautiful. I remember my momma's grilled cheese sandwiches too. What a tender way to say that your speaker was once a little boy.

P.S. Found this through the RPs.
greenheron - I'm so glad you came by. This is the first week of the RPs and I was stunned that a little poem made the list.

I have my share of EPs - but poetry is NEVER an EP and never makes the front page. It is encouraging to those of us who dabble in "poems" to get an RP recognition.

Regards,

Frank
Gentle yet powerful...