Tuesday, July 24, 2018

Reunion 45


Official Class song: Seals & Crofts - We May Never Pass This Way Again. Cat Stevens released Oh Very Young in 1974 as well. Both songs remind us to be present and thankful. Oh, Very Young is a kind of challenge to our generation and generations to come to make the world a better place.  
Class of 1974 - 45th reunion
Friday Night July 26 at Around the Corner. Meet and Greet.
Saturday Night July 27, 2019 at The Vosh in Lakewood (Closed to the public that evening).

Around the corner reunion scene;
Rangers in a time machine.
A juke box full of 45s;
Oldies recall moments of our lives.

Looking back on classic times;
Parks, bars, taverns, concert lines.
Lakewood, a city of homes;
Friday nights dialing rotary phones.

Johnny Appleseed gets restoration;
As we all need some validation.
Oh, very young what will you leave us this time?
There’s never a better time to lose your mind!

We’re only dancing on this earth for a short while.
Look around and remember with a smile;
In retrospect, taken as a whole;
There are no small parts – we all play a role.



Early Settler (aka Johnny Appleseed), is undergoing a long-awaited spruce up this summer (2018), according to the Lakewood Rangers Education Foundation. The Viktor Schreckengost sculpture is a landmark that predates the class of 1974. The artist, Viktor Schreckengost died at age 101 (in 2008). The work was commissioned by the Lakewood Board of Education in 1954.

Below is a poem I wrote in anticipation of this LHS Reunion.
Of course I remember you

Nearly a half a century ago;
I made sure to wave and say hello;
In the hallway between art class and math.
We shared ice-time inside the glass;
You were a fan in plain-sight;

Through the glare of Friday night lights
I snuck into the high school dance;

I saw you there, at a glance.
The world revolved around me in those days;
Now you are a part of me, in so many ways. 



Monday, July 23, 2018

Stefene


The sculpture park setting is at its best;
The poet-in-residence is seated at an IKEA desk; 
A manual typewriter in the shade on a sunny afternoon;
The grass grows and the flowers bloom.

Click click clackety click;
The words come but the keys sometimes stick.
A makeshift parasol in a place for poetry posts;
Poems you wish you could memorize most.

You write, re-write, you never quit;
Your process is personal and yours to commit;
Original works with words perfectly fit;
But now it’s time to make your exit.

A composition you imagine is about to begin.
A small crowd gathers for a tour of academy children.
A gentle warm breeze blows through.
What will you write? What will you do?