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i know the face
but i've misplaced the name
along with my car keys
and that song that goes
la di da di da
you know the one
c'mon help me out here

hey, how about the time
we bought apples at the Acme
i couldn't get over how delicious
was it September?
i'm trying to remember
don't all the best apples happen
in September?

your father liked September
back to school with Robert Hall
new jackets
shoes and socks
and don't forget
pencil cases and book covers
what a damn racket

the cup goes in the cupboard
that's how i remember
neat trick, huh?
i like tricks
just like a kid
otherwise i'd go in circles all day
looking for corners

Rene ~ January 2012

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  1. ClaudiaJanuary 31, 2012 at 5:39 PM

    this is very cool...misplacing the name along with the car keys and that song that goes la di da di da...just great

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  2. boogulooJanuary 31, 2012 at 6:50 PM

    The last lines,"otherwise i'd go in circles all day
    looking for corners".

    This was very fun. Thanks for sharing.

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  3. Brian MillerJanuary 31, 2012 at 7:15 PM

    haha go in circles looking for corners...i like a well turned trick myself...you make the words dance rene...

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  4. MikeJanuary 31, 2012 at 8:13 PM

    la di da di da...Billion Dollar Babies? lol

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  5. UnknownJanuary 31, 2012 at 9:29 PM

    Thanks everyone. This poem is for Jen, who suffers from Alzheimer's. To be honest I think we suffer for her as she is at the point of her illness where she is utterly delighted by the smallest thing, like rye bread, a dollar bill or a stuffed animal. God bless her if that is so.

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  6. HelenJanuary 31, 2012 at 9:44 PM

    Robert Hall ... now there's a name from WAY in my past ... I can still see the store front in my mind's eye. I remember how my mother could find delight in the simple things, like pie dough on her fingers, her favorite hymn, popcorn and Lawrence Welk. Beautifully written, Rene.

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  7. TimoteoJanuary 31, 2012 at 9:48 PM

    You made back to school seem delightful...why did it suck so much when I was doing it?

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  8. NeoJanuary 31, 2012 at 10:16 PM

    The tune is by Sting... remember him?

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  9. TrellissimoFebruary 1, 2012 at 1:35 AM

    Looks like the artist had the same trouble remembering what exactly he was painting! Loved your little lapses. :)

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  10. Dave KingFebruary 1, 2012 at 4:25 AM

    You play a few neat (poetic) tricks yourself, I think. Excellent.

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  11. Kathy B.February 1, 2012 at 9:17 AM

    I like your true-to-conversational tone, the "damn racket" particularly, the bittersweetness.

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  12. MarianFebruary 1, 2012 at 10:01 AM

    aw, Rene. er, what did i mean to say here?

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  13. hyperCRYPTICalFebruary 1, 2012 at 2:34 PM

    Excellent write - thank you.

    Anna :o]

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  14. Carrie Van HornFebruary 1, 2012 at 3:33 PM

    Rene....you are amazing! You can always give such a wonderful slant to a prompt! Pure brilliance!

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  15. KayFebruary 1, 2012 at 4:39 PM

    excellent magpie....x

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  16. Tumblewords:February 1, 2012 at 5:56 PM

    Stellar! Brava!

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  17. Tess KincaidFebruary 1, 2012 at 7:23 PM

    All the best apples come in September...love this...

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  18. HelenaFebruary 2, 2012 at 12:27 PM

    I liked the different spin on this one, Rene. The last two lines, rock!

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  19. Crystal PistolFebruary 3, 2012 at 3:40 AM

    Fun, hip, cool. An enjoyable read. Thanks! I love it! :)

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  20. Fred MillerFebruary 3, 2012 at 12:05 PM

    "La-di-da, etc." It's by Extreme. It's titled "More Than Words". At least that one is.

    Love you.

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  21. Sherry Blue SkyFebruary 7, 2012 at 10:28 PM

    I went back and read this again after seeing your comment about the lady with Alzheimers - what a very poignant and sweet glimpse of her stream of consciousness - you captured her so well, with heart.

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