Jim Yerman Poems

There is ancient story about a stone cutter who felt himself powerless and grim
When he passed a wealthy merchant’s and said, “I wish that I was him.”

Then he became the merchant but one day watching the King parading by
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I grew up in Ohio with 4 seasons; each one normal, proud and strong
A season would last about 3 months before the next one came along.

If we were struggling through a bad season, too much heat, or snow, or cold
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I just completed reading Hemingway’s The Old Man And The Sea
And will now relate a similar battle that transpired...regarding me.

In case you’re unfamiliar, the story’s about an old fisherman from long ago
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His face shows some weathering...a result of all those miles
But every wrinkle disappears when Great Grandpa smiles.

We have friends who tried to have a baby but that blessing never came
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While waiting for Bryan at the airport I felt glad to be alive
As I watched two young girls wait expectantly for their grandma to arrive.

Their parents tried to calm them, but their attempts were all in vain
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As I watch TV every now and then I’m transported back to a time long ago
When the world was a little bit simpler, when everything moved kind of slow.
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Thursday was another sad day as another life went unfulfilled
A colleague of a friend of mine was waiting for a bus when he was shot and killed.
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Today’s rhyme is a short one filled with humor, filled with wit
Because when you’re finished reading this line you’re finished reading it.
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If I may be so bold…when you start to get a little old
you find yourself waking up in the middle of the night.
But for whatever reason…depending on the season
you may be treated to some fascinating sights.
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There’s a story out of Norway about a hunter on the loose
Who, in the forest, aimed his rifle at an unsuspecting moose!
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