Joseph T. Renaldi Poems

Do not overstay your welcome,
For guests and fish stink in three days.
Give them a bed and they will make
Themselves a room to lie down for many stays.
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There is a slip between the cup and lip,
and a slip of the lip may sink a ship.
You may be heard where you are not seen,
Clap a padlock on your lips to avoid a slip.
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Remember all the vociferous pep rallies
We attended in school days now gone?
And who can recall all the songs and cheers
initiated by the cheerleaders as the night wore on.
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Autumn is a time of magic,
Bursting colors from hardy trees,
All of nature adorned in a carpet of hues,
A yearly transformation before winter's freeze.
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I spread the slice of toasted, honey wheat bread
With a tab of butter cream,
And while I ate its honeyed health,
I engaged in transient dream.
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The outmoded suits are segregated in the closet,
Suggesting an era of early styling,
And immediately, my present thoughts
With the past are reconciling.
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I've stared at the photograph, repeatedly,
For years ago the smiling youngster was I.
Now missing your companionship the way I do,
Fate has put you in the photograph too.
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Come to the chapel on the hillside
To worship, meditate and pray,
And to beseech righteousness
To guide and direct you every day.
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A carpet of snow covers the town,
Glittering when the sun rides high,
Roof tops flash in handsome settings
Beneath the azure-velvet sky.
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A box filled with white, crystal sand,
Transfers me from this plane
With teary eyes, in retrospect,
I am an elated child again.
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