My all-time favorite treat! My father, my brother Ray, and I used to bike down Ocean Parkway to Coney Island and get Jelly Apples (That’s what we called the red ones. The term candy Apple was usually reserved for the ones covered in caramel, or nuts) on the promenade. 

Neither …

There once was an African Rhino,

Now there’s not, as did she say, “Goodbye?” No!

But has our universe 

Been made better or worse 

By her loss? Well, my friend, He’ll if I know. 

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Janice Singh passed away the other day.

Don’t bother to Google her name; she wasn’t rich, or famous, or controversial. She was my friend, a good woman, a good mother who raised her daughters to be fine, intelligent, independent women. She left a large, loving family, and many friends, my …

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Well, I’ve signed up to take a course in digital storytelling to prove my blogging skills. The assignments will appear here, and your comments , criticisms, concerns, questions and feedback are all welcome.

Feel free to be brutally honest, as I have never unfriended anyone for sharing their honest opinions. …

The device I use most often is the iPhone 5c, and I must say that as a lifetime Trekker I am impressed and hugely pleased with the progress we are making toward our Star Trek
future. The smartphone is closer to a tricorder than I ever dreamed of seeing, much …

My looks, dark and coarse,
Are so frightening they force
Cops to unhinge
And injure me.
But this fine, red-haired lassie,
With her fair, freckled chassis,
Will be handled
A good deal more gingerly.

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A Poem by Jessi Corcorran

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The Online Conversation
(To the tune of “The Dangling Conversation” by Paul Simon)

It’s the Facebook photo albums
Of our pets, and our kids,
The flood of birthday eCards,
And funny YouTube vids,
Constantly tweeting our experience,
Like our journals read aloud,
Our pearls cast to the crowd,
In the …

I get a little misty, now and then,
When I think about Renni,
My pet hen.

A polish crested chicken,
She was smart and sweet,
Asking only for love,
And some mealworms to eat,
And a warm arm to nap on
Every now and then.
That was sweet Renni,
My …

A young racing tortoise named Ned,
Full speed toward Canarsie once sped,
Then decided to hurkle,
Thus forming a circle,
And rolled to East Flatbush instead.

~ Philski

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I hope I am allowed to quote myself.

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