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POETRY
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FRANK TYMON
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Frank Tymon
DEDICATION:
To brother Mark, who taught me the wonder of words, with poems read by
firelight.
To sister Ruby for songs sung of evening on the front porch swing.
To my wife, who taught me the truth of love.
To Mom and Dad for continuous support.
To Trula, who defined “Forever Was a Short, Short Time.”
To Cecilia, life ended in the cold depths of Rotherwood, ‘neath the shadow of
“The Bridge of Broken Dreams.”
To Jeb, "The Goddamn Bike Rider," for his final ride. WELL DONE!
To Buck, Zeke and Joe, who died by the gun.
To Betty, of the “Lovely, Lonesome Eyes.”
To the B-29, “God Bless the Hangar Queen.”
To an enemy unknown, life ended.
To our Vietnam Warriors, “Welcome Home, Comrade.”
To our Veterans, All.
And to the many others, who live still, through my simple poems.
Thank you, all.
Emotions trigger responses.
Strong emotions trigger strong responses.
My poems express my emotions.
And here my soul is revealed, for better or for worse, by
my poems of
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TABLE OF CONTENTS
PASSING THOUGHTS
MAN
READER
YOUTH
ELIZABET
COURTIN’ AGE
MY POEM
OUTLAWS THREE
SHANTY TOWN
I LOVE YOU
WARRIOR
A SOLDIER’S LAMENT
THE BEAST
DAD
COMING HOME
MOANING LOW
THE ADDICT
THE CHURCH
WASP
MUSINGS
THE ROAD
FATE
ANTIQUES ALLEY
WINTER STARS
NIGHT THOUGHTS
A WORLD OF DREAMS
CONTRASTS
UNHOLY NIGHT
CLOSING THOUGHTS
MY GIFT
BIOGRAPHY
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PASSING THOUGHTS
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MAN
READER
YOUTH
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ELIZABET
COURTIN’ AGE
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MY POEM
OUTLAWS THREE
It’s a right fur piece to yonder, and I reckon I oughta stay home,
But I was born a wild one, and I’ve a hankerin’ ta roam.
On t’other side of yonder is a place I’ve never been,
With rollin’ hills, meadows green, trees bending in the wind.
Ah, I was born a wild one, And it’s wild I’ll ever be.
I’m off to climb the mountains, or sail across the sea,
For yonder’s ever calling, there’s a longing in my soul,
And I reckon I’ll be leaving, for yonder lies my goal.
It’s a right fur piece to yonder, and I reckon I oughta stay home,
But I was born a wild one, and I’ve a hankerin to roam.
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SHANTY TOWN
I LOVE YOU
Enough!
I go.
But long after me,
My love, forever, shall with you stay.
There is a time . . .
Yes, that is even now
Today.
WARRIOR
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A SOLDIER’S LAMENT
Of a child alone
On a mountain of stone,
In the heart of the blizzardy storm,
Of the falling snow,
Of the cold wind’s blow,
And naught to keep her warm.
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He staggered on
‘Til well past dawn,
And he cursed his brag so bold,
Still he carried her then
‘Til the blizzard’s end
And he died in the bitter cold.
Of a wintry night,
When there’s little light,
In a bar outside of town
There’s a child stands
Holding Mother’s hands
And listens to a far off sound
THE BEAST
Memories of Dad,
The good, sometimes the sad.
God bless as curtain falls.
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God forbid.
THE ENEMY
COMING HOME
in the breeze
from overseas.
from overseas.
God Keep.
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MOANING LOW
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When the lumbering's over, but the trees are still there,
And you know at home th' pantry's bare,
The kid's are ill and you don't know what to do.
Why, have yourself some Spotted owl stew.
THE ADDICT
THE CHURCH
WASP
It happened,
Again and Again.
And will happen once more
Unless you control the government.
Uncontrolled, all powerful, it is
GOVERNMENT. DESPOTIC GOVERNMENT!
MUSINGS
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THE ROAD
FATE
ANTIQUES ALLEY
WINTER STARS
NIGHT THOUGHTS
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A WORLD OF DREAMS
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CONTRASTS
UNHOLY NIGHT
My God!
It’s here.
And I am . . . gone . . . .
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CLOSING THOUGHTS
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CHORUS
MY GIFT
If sorrow oftimes
Comes your way
Take a short moment,
Then, to pray
Sunshine of a morning,
Bright moon gives its light,
Peace as you slumber,
In dark of the night
THANK YOU
WHICH WE LIVE
PLEASE SEND COMMENTS OR CRITICISMS
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FRANK TYMON
4749 W. K-12 AVE.
QUARTZ HILL, CA 93536-5146
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PASSION
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Frank Tymon
4749 W. K-12 Ave.
Quartz Hill, CA 93536-5146
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BIOGRAPHY
Attended Harbor Academy, (a one room school during the week, and a
church on Sunday.)
Married three times, always to the same woman. Four children, four
grandchildren.
Served in the Navy as enlisted man; in the Air Force as enlisted man, Aviation
Worked in aerospace with the Air Force, NASA and with industry, on the B-
PASSION
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POETRY
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