Welcome To My Blog

 

To help you select the stories and poetry you might want to read, below is the list of all posts made to my blog since its inception. Posts are listed in chronological order from the first post made on April 18, 2019, until the most recent post (The most recent post appears first on the blog). Please browse the list of posts to find the titles that most intrigue you. Then do one of the following:

 

1.         Place the title of the post in the space beneath the header, “Search This Blog.” With regard to poetry, a post may contain more than one poem. You may have to insert the first two poems listed to find what you want. Then click on search. The posting should appear at the top of the screen for you to read. Or . . .

 

2.         Using the date a particular posting was made, go to the “Blog Archive” to the right of the posts and click on the particular month in which the poem or short story was posted and scroll down until you find what you would like to read. Please note that if you scroll through all the posts on the screen and don’t find what you are looking for, below the last post on the screen, on the right, are the words, “Older Posts.” Click on this and you will find the additional posts made during the particular month you have selected. Scroll through these until you find the story or poem you wish to read.

 

Enjoy the journey, as you read the creations of my heart and my mind.

 

Thank you.

 

Alan

Alan Lowe
Poet and Writer

slolowe@icloud.com

https://slolowe44.blogspot.com/

 

 

 

 

Do you have the power to change things? Will people listen to you?

 

You’re not sure. And then the opportunity arises and you leave them . . .

 

 

With Tears In Their Eyes

 

This story takes place in recent time.

It’s about a kind young man

who sat on a street corner spouting rhyme.

His words danced merrily through the air

as people walked by,

some amused, others confused, and some didn’t care.

 

Dressed in blue overalls and a red top,

sometimes he’d recite his wise words

and at other times he’d sing, hoping people would stop.

The look in his eyes showed a love of his land,

as the warmth in his heart

caused some passersby to smile, while others didn’t understand.

 

One bleak day, when the sun didn’t shine,

the young fellow sat alone on the curb,

with sadness in his heart, as he drank from a bottle of wine.

Tormented by his empty life, he gazed up at the sky,

when a small plane flew through the air

dragging a message behind, one to which he knew he must reply.

 

Mustering up the courage to stand before a noisy, now gathering crowd,

he motioned to them to quiet down,

as the began to answer the question, the plane’s banner posed, aloud.

He stood erect and spoke with strength and pride,

encouraging them to have faith in their wonderful country

and to believe in a prosperous future, which left them hopeful and dewy-eyed.

 

 

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