My View

By Richard L. Harvel

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Nov 22, 2010
• ISBN: 9781524500474

Richard L. Harvel

Richard lives on Walden Hill, west of Ft. Worth, Texas, with his dog “Skagway”.

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Contents

My Humor

Enlightened Child

Cat And Mouse

The Hat

Sine Signs

Why A Fly?

The Spider

The Carpenter Reminisces

Ode On A Plain White Corelle Ware Cup

My Relationships

My Wife

Danny

My Best Friend

Dream Lover

Remembering C______

For Faye

For Andrea

Itchy Dog Blues

My Little Dog

The Seasons Of Our Lives

On Meeting An Old Friend From A Yesterday

Hook, Line, And Sinker

Just A Ride

How It Ends

Soldier Boy

She Left

All In The Past

I’m Over You Now

Mother

My Thoughts

Upon Demise

The New Oppressors

Who Holds The Keys

Dante Found No Place Worse

Do You Want To Know ?

Haiku

My Box

Musings

Lonely Christian

Lubbock . . . . In The Snow

Star Dust

Grandma’s Salt And Pepper Shakers

Beginnings And Endings

Gray Dreams

They Have Each Other

My Road

Marriage

Old Man

Viet Nam

Thoughts In Passing

The Past Won’t Change

Too Chancey

Maybe . . . . In A Parallel Universe

My Deborah Harry

Lady Deb

Debbie’s Clown

Model Girl

One Day With You

City Girl

Behold The Hand Of God

This Book Is Dedicated To

My Mother; She sang to me and read me poetry from the time I was a baby until I was old enough to read them myself. Some of her favorites are mine too. Thank you Momma.

My friend Andrea; She is one of the sweetest and wisest ladies I have ever met. (She says all my poems are good.) Thanks Beautiful.

My sister Jan; She had enough faith in me to help finance this book. Thank you Jan.

Deborah Harry; Her voice is so wonderful and has inspired me in more than just my poetry. She hasn’t given up on life and neither shall I. Rock on Debbie!

I would like to thank Piyush Khare for taking the photo for the cover.

My Humor

(Well, That’s what I call it)

Enlightened Child

The baby was a darling,

he had his father’s chin,

But he had his mother’s curiosity

and his own sweet glowing grin.

One night while teething,

(his whole hand was more than damp)

His eyes aglow with wonder,

he contemplated the antique lamp.

So smooth and round it felt,

as he sat there on the rug.

Despite frayed wires and hands all wet,

he reached and grabbed the plug.

Oh, he still gets into everything,

just as any scamp,

But, he must have learned a thing or two,

cause he still won’t touch a lamp.

1980

Cat And Mouse

Cute