Books by Deborah K. Frontiera
Two lane main street--twenty-five m.p.h.
No traffic lights--except one blinking yellow
Where the highway makes a sharp turn
To climb out of the valley.
Deep red brick store fronts--
Some with face lifts to cover their wrinkles--
Speak of a by-gone era
With wisdom and ever-present hope.
Sidewalks welcome feet,
Waves and hello's from all.
You are so-and-so's daugher here,
Or, "He married one of the Jone's girls."
Sons and daughters gone to seek fortunes elsewhere
Return every vacation with the newest generation
Seeking the comfort they don't find
In their convenient planned communities.
This poem appears on page 9 of Deborah's new book, The Nature of Life.
This poem by Deborah Frontiera was published in the summer 2002, edition of Weed's Corner, a delightful journal of poetry, fiction and non-fiction. For information on Weed's Corner, contact Editor Ruth Brookshire, Box 1038, New Castle, IN 47362
Award-Winning Author/Speaker for Children and Adults Deborah K. Frontiera
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|Reviewed by Paul Judges
|Splendid work, Deborah.|
|Reviewed by Rodney Bohen
|Reviewed by Lois Christensen
|I like small home towns. Middletown is sort of like that but a lot of the old ones have passed away. Everybody does not know one another like in the old days. But we still have our downtown sidewalks and stores. Nothing like home, is there?|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|My "home town" (more like a village) no longer exists. Love the feeling of this, Deborah. Thank you. Love and peace to you,
|Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU
|"Home Town" full of life´s facts and emotions formed into a poemized message and poetized with an esoteric background.
This poem, "Home Town" is a true poem, painted as the images rung the bells of the heart.
I have enjoyed "Home Town".
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
|Reviewed by B curtin
|Wonderful..Sounds just like my home town...|
|Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green
|Especially like the face-lifts:). Phyllis|
|Reviewed by m j hollingshead
|Reviewed by Sailor Neptune
|delightful nostagic touch