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Who Is She

Who Is She

Happy
Gay
Enthusiastic
Optimistic

She is a lightening beam
Her own liturgy
I can only dream
So full.of energy

Why is she alone
No one has claimed her
She is not owned
By a mister or sir

Probably her choice
She is strong
With her own voice
She knows right from wrong

She wants a companion
Just like me
Who will not abandon
An attentive attendee

To life
To grief
To celebration
To sorrow

She wants comfort
So do I
She want to be unhurt
And not cry

She wants gaiety
She wants merriment
She wants playfulness
She wants levity

We all want this
We do much research
Along with a kiss
And we search and search

Giving up hope
This person will never be found
And I am no dope
To catch someone on the rebound

Please God give me a chance
To find love and contentment
Along with romance
And adornment”

I Never Dreamed


I never dreamed
Someone from my past
Feelings redeemed
So much time has passed

I kept up with her
We would always be friends
She would concurr
Our friendship transcends

We have reconnected
Both being single
We have redirected
For us to mingle

She watched me sail
Commenting along the way
I called her instead of email
Just not any comminique

We talked for hours
Just about everything
She must have superpowers
She was so addicting

We communicated frequently
Four or five times a day
I enjoyed her evidently
Because she was so gay

She was brilliant
She was happy
She was exciting
She was captivating

I wanted more
I wanted that energy
I wanted to explore
I wanted synergy

I asked her out
And she agreed
What a rout
I decreed

Too smooth
Too slick
Too easy
Too sleek

We were so agreeable
I was flabbergasted
Our future is unforeseeable
And it was not forecasted

Now a new journey
Where will we go
A magnificent tourney
Only God will know

George Harrison

George Harrison
 
Too many good men
In my life
I take to paper and pen
To declare with drum and fife
 
They lived next door
In my favorite town
Poquoson was no bore
My favorite place hands down
 
Mr Harrison taught me many things
And he spent time with me
He helped expand my wings
And all his instruction was free
 
The main thing I learned
Was how to sail
And right the boat when overturned
When there was a great gale
 
But not only on the ocean
In life too
Mr Harrison had a sense of promotion
He was very ever blue
 
He enjoyed himself
I watched him everyday
Take toys off the shelf
He liked to play
 
Sailing
Fishing
Traveling
Living
 
He was far different than most
Not a care in the world
Or he kept them close
And did not let them whirl
 
Probably another good example
If you want to know the truth
Another sample
From my youth
 
Not him alone
His wife included
Most caring woman I have known
I have concluded
 
Memories and recollections
Have vast they are
Great reflections
I will never forget by far

Yorktown Girls – Buddies

Yorktown Girls

How we met
Who really knows
Henry I bet
Friendships arose
 
We traveled every weekend
To Yorktown park
Some girlfriends and boyfriends
The monument was our landmark
 
We met in the parking lot
And talked and drank
We never fought
Along the York riverbank
 
My senior year
Leslie Ann Lisa Della Sharon
Were in our sphere
On and off the telephone
 
We went to parties
We went snow sledding
We went to games
We went to movies
 
They were our Yorktown buddies
And they were adventurous and fun
We did do our High School studies
High School and College everyone
 
We moved on with life
We see each other on occasion
None made a Poquoson man’s wife
Never part of the equation
 
Never forget our escapades
Life so easy and carefree
Yesteryear never fades
I hope you all agree

Zoom Schwartz Profigliano

I wrote my book of poetry, https://amzn.to/2ZlNcuh and I left out one of the most important people in my life – Jim Lindberg. (I know of another which needs to be corrected Mr. George Harrison but I will get to that later) Here is my poem for Jim!

Jim

He was my boss
I met him young
Color gloss or semigloss
What was his color

He was strong
He was smart
He was energetic
He was old

Old at sixteen
Anyone over twenty
We were green
Years to come aplenty

He taught us much
Too much to list
Always there in a clutch
Able to assist

A great role model
A great friend
Would not let you dawdle
Or lead down a dead-end

We were kids
And we still played
Just lift your eyelids
And do not be afraid

See and envision
Badminton galore
Buckets of beer
In his backyard

So much fun
But the best
Cannot be outdone
Greater than all the rest

Zoom Schwartz Profigliano
We sang these words
No not soprano
But as songbirds

To each other
Around a table
As each other’s brother
This is not a fable

He taught us leadership
He taught us friendship
He taught us hard work
He taught us rhyme and balance

Time for fun and toil
Time for love
Time to spoil
Time for Him above

God was not manifest
During these times
As we followed our zest
But now in our primes

We see each other at church
Talk of God
No need to search
Neither is a fraud

Poquoson was there
So many life impressions
And with glorious prayer
He taught the best sessions