The GoFather Of Math: Poem For A Small Town

It began as the GODFATHER OF MATH, evolved into the GOODFATHER OF MATH. Now this. Go figure...

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The kind of humor I like is the thing that makes me laugh for five seconds and think for ten minutes = G. CARLIN...Stain glass, engraved glass, frosted glass
–give me plain glass = JOHN FOWLES ... Music is the mathematics of the gods=PYTHAGORAS ... Nothing is more fluid than language = R. L. SWIHART

I cannot live without the oxygen of laughter = DAWN POWELL ... !!! ... But laughter cannot survive without the hydrogen of gravitas = PAUL OLIVERIO

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Friday, June 22, 2018

Poem For A Small Town

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A small town with deep pockets
where all rocks became rockets
birds registered their wings
at the municipal tree

A small town with much pride
every conversation a joy ride
recipes for success
sailed into the sea

A small town with good friends
no one had loose ends
some would be famous
some would just be

A small town with good traction
gestures paved with reaction
foliage had a sense
of history

A small town with no waiting
and no back door dating
everyone kept it
a mystery

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PAUL OLIVERIO

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Footnotes
POEM FOR A SMALL TOWN
is the copyrighted property of LCSoL

An alternate title for this poem is
10536

The copyrighted photograph
was taken by
Mrs. CarPeo

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