Tag Archives: young adult

afternoon poem, october 27, 2015

Posted on October 27, 2015 by labeak52

The great room is almost empty in the early afternoon The girl stands alone in the middle of the shining floor Silhouetted by the light from the tall, west windows. . She spins, arms aloft, and thinks of the evening … Continue reading →

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poem of the day, October 24, 2015

Posted on October 24, 2015 by labeak52

. Not far beneath the mulch and manicure This place bears the marks of three generations past. Here and there, houses with slate roofs That no one here could afford to replace Wrought-iron gates and fragments of fences Standing alone, … Continue reading →

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Overtime: A Basketball Parable (chapter 30)

Posted on October 9, 2015 by labeak52

  Here’s Chapter 30.  You can buy the book by clicking here. 30. AND REST DOES COME TO ME NOW, in a way that I have not felt since I have been stuck on this bench. More than that. I … Continue reading →

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morning poem, october 9, 2015

Posted on October 9, 2015 by labeak52

.   The beginnings of this river are in evergreen ravines Gashes in steep mountainsides where, just below the ridge Water gushes from some muddy mouth And rushes down, over the jagged grey rocks White and sizzling as it drops. … Continue reading →

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Overtime: A Basketball Parable (Chapter 28)

Posted on October 7, 2015 by labeak52

28. On January 5, 1988, I ran practice till seven o’clock, as usual. It was completely dark and bitter cold when I started my car and drove the four miles on the streets of town back to my house. I … Continue reading →

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Afternoon Poem, #2, October 7, 2015

Posted on October 7, 2015 by labeak52

    . Clouds break apart and the sun paints a bright rectangle on my office wall. The hint of a dream runs across consciousness And I want to fall asleep and chase it. Just a flash of some day on … Continue reading →

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Afternoon Poem, October 7, 2015

Posted on October 7, 2015 by labeak52

. The Janitor . The janitor for Smith & Beane Don’t make the daily business scene He works to keep the building clean He don’t have to lie And he don’t be mean.   Copyright 2015

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Overtime: A Basketball Parable (Chapter 27)

Posted on October 6, 2015 by labeak52

You can buy the book or read the recent reviews by clicking here. 27. As I faced the 1980-81 season and the lonely remnants of a team that had been put together to win last year, a team that had … Continue reading →

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Overtime: A Basketball Parable (chapter 26)

Posted on October 5, 2015 by labeak52

  26.     When I got the call from Sam Janetti in March I thought he would be asking me to vote on West Virginia Coach of The Year.  In years past it had been galling to me to … Continue reading →

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afternoon poem, october 5, 2015

Posted on October 5, 2015 by labeak52

  . Remember warm afternoons in early October Sun still bright and trees still green Looking out of classroom windows And onto the baking lawn Yearning. . Watching cards glide silently along the highway And wondering how summer slipped away … Continue reading →

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