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Remembrances Continued Again
by Ed Matlack → (All Poetry by Ed Matlack)
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Finding I have more memories than I did realize...


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Remembrances Continued Again…


 


Snow forts on Pleasure Avenue,


Submarines under the porch,


War games on the beach,


Army men and tanks in the sand next to home,


These things I do remember, wherever I roam…


 


Looking for Rags (our dog then) during a break in the storm,


He ran away again, every time he did get out,


Homes ripped up from the ground,


Cousins place leaning like the Tower of Pisa,


Boardwalk with no boards, only the cement pilings left standing,


The merry go round gone, its horses surround our home,


All from the power of Nature, a three day northeast storm in 1962…


 


Playing games at friends homes, Terry and Mike Joe & Chuck & me,


Watching the waves in winter breaking over the promenade,


Winter storms the best, what kind of neat stuff will we find washed up next,


Snow storms back then seemed more intense,


Maybe because we were smaller & had less sense,


Out in every type of weather, never fearful of the ocean or Mother Nature…


 


                                © ed ~ 7/20/04


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Reviewed by Regis Auffray
Reviewed on July 20, 2004
We have less baggage in childhood and thus feel with more intensity. Thank you for sharing these memories with us, Ed. They have provoked many in myself. Love and peace. Regis

Reviewed on July 20, 2004
ok since from old hot south here as far up east coast i did was ocean city maryland one summer, but this made me think a few times as kid we went to SC beaches. Young and dumb but would trade those days for anything here.. Thomas glad ya got FT DIX. Well FT Polk,,mmmm neither would be my vacaton spot again..
Ed,
thanks for waking up old mind here to some great memories
Tommy

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on July 20, 2004
The innocence of childhood often leaves us with some amazing memories. Thank you for sharing some of yours.

Reviewed on July 20, 2004
This is a historic grand. "Remembrances Continued Again" delivers its story with art on the rhythm of a heart that has experienced life in all its emotions.

I have enjoyed a magnificent reading from a true poetic writing.

Keep posting Your tresures, Sublime Poet!


Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
Reviewed on July 20, 2004
Thanks for sharing these wonderful times with us!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by ~Indigo~ Elga
Reviewed on July 20, 2004
Dear Ed,

That 1962 storm sure sounded horrific !
Oh these wonderful childhood memories,
and where "fear" was a foreign word.

Great write Ed.

Warm hugs
Elga

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter
Reviewed on July 20, 2004
The best poetry in the world is filled with memories. This allows other's to reflect upon their own when a good poet writes like this.
Thank you.
Susan

Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on July 20, 2004
Excellent!!!… Ed, I enjoy taking these journeys back in time with you. They are really neat. Every summer from 64-69 we went to the Jersey shore for three weeks. What a great time we had together. It seems like only yesterday. Of course once I was old enough Wildwood was always a favorite summer destination. I’ll always have wonderful memories of Jersey, even though I went through Boot Camp at Ft. Dix in the winter. lol. Never did realize it got cold there too. lol. I guess too much MD 20/20 and all the other crazy things we did as young kids, made me forget just how cold it got on that side of the U.S. lol!!!… But those cold winds ripping through ones soul helped wake you up at 4:00 a.m. reminded you of just how cold it really gets. Peace thru the memories of having good times.

Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)
Reviewed on July 20, 2004
I spent summers of 62-65 in Sea Isle City. There was an orphanage there and I use to pick up a lot of the female residents and take them into the amusement park. In 65, they closed the beach in August because of Sharks, I think they thought that I was dangerous.


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