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A Quartet Of My Early Years.

Updated on April 22, 2010

 

Quartets that mark my life-(part 1 ) -the early years-1952-1971

 

~~~~Three years married .... barely grownup~~~~
...they concieved me .... near a new year ~~~~
......in the fifties .... blending gently ~~~~
..'tween the shadows .... that were gathered ~~~~
....'neath her soft .... pink, poodle skirt ~~~~
..soon it bunched up .... like a doughnut ~~~~
.round her thin waist.... and her panties ~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~ formed a bridge stretched ~~~~~~~~~~~~~
...tight between her .... freshly polished ~~~~
........saddle shoes ... seldom scuffed nor ~~~~
......marred by dirt ~~~~
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.....I was born with- .... out much fanfare ~~~~
......#number two of .... four more kids ~~~~
...named for someone .... who died early~~~~
...with his girlfiend .... in the winter ~~~~
.when their car stuck .... deep in snow drifts ~~~~
.engine on, ahhhhhhh- .... -phixiated ~~~~
...my great grandma's .... precious son ~~~~
.........I became his .... namesake for her~~~~
...........a token of .... life re-begun
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.Struck at three years .... by a large car ~~~~
..........tiny toddler .... tossed like rags ~~~~
...compound compressed .... my skull fracture ~~~~
....should have filled .... a body bag ~~~~
........student driver .... shook forever ~~~~
........probably never .... got her tags ~~~~
.....I survived though .... for some reasons ~~~~
..........yet revealed .... and still it nags ~~~~
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......I was raised up .... through some tough times ~~~~
...taught to fear God .... and to honor ~~~~
.......dad and mom .... and teachers too ~~~~
.else the sharp sting .... of a belt strap ~~~~
....would persuade me .... to renew ~~~
.round and round we'd .... go a dancing ~~~~
........Dad and I cut .... quite a rug ~~~~
.........but it never .... failed when he was ~~~~
...done with whipping .... then we'd hug ~~~
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.......I grew up fast .... in the projects ~~~~
.....there were gangs .... who kept you quick ~~~~
...often clubbed down .... never beaten ~~~~
.....I was well-liked .... by other kids ~~~~
. my first love lived .... catty-cornered ~~~~
........in a quadplex .... cross the street ~~~~
.her long blonde hair and .... dazzling blue eyes ~~~~
.....and her smile so .... soft and sweet ~~~~
.......lured me daily .... to her doorstep ~~~~
.....her brother Norb .... was my free pass ~~~~
...to spend some more time .... close beside her ~~~~
...life was good .... but went so fast ~~~~
....then she vanished .... into memories ~~~~
....when fate divides .... the die is cast ~~~~
.she's divorced twice .... years have past ~~~~
....first love seldom .... ever lasts ~~~
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.Graduated C-D- average .... college dreams
........beyond my reach .... just a poet ~~~~
...........and an artist .... my folks couldn't ~~~~
.........afford to teach .... spending cash ~~~~
..........to buy degrees .... then the draft board ~~~~
..........issued numbers .... mine was low,  ~~~~
...........I knew I'd go .... patriotic ~~~~
........bound for combat .... chose Marine corps

~~~~~~~~~cause my dad-----said they were the best you know

~~~~~~~~~he was right...........I was Gung-Ho ....

 Vietnam was ~~~~ .....claiming young boys ....

 average age at ~~~~ ..........death nineteen ....

they trained me well ~~~~ ........to kill the cong ....

and fuel with blood ~~~~ .....their green machine .

... I saw awful ~~~~ ............lots of ugly ....

guess that's all I ~~~~ ............have to say ....

But I still cry ~~~~ ......when Flags pass me ....

for the men flags ~~~~ took away!

 



Part one- By - MFB III- May 12th, 2000
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    • Debarshi Dutta profile image

      Debarshi Dutta 7 years ago from Calcutta

      Do you know what medicine I prescribe myself these days!

      A dosage of MFB III's poem...To tell you the truth..nothing..absolutely nothing did my heart such good as your poems have.It has been so many year since when I last felt anything quite like what I feel after reading your poems.

      My very faith on humanity has been restored by one Person.That is you...actually two. Micky Dee is the other one.

      I feel so awed and humbled when I read your poems..

      I am grateful to you.

    • Poohgranma profile image

      Poohgranma 6 years ago from On the edge

      Amazing how you let us into so much of you in relatively few words, all of them so important. I'll be watching and reading. I Salute you.

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